"1 AM PREACHING FOR THE AGE IN WHICH I LIVE.
THE MAN AND HIS MESSAGE
WITH HIS OWN WORDS
WHICH HAVE WON
THOUSANDS FOR CHRIST
WILLIAM T. ELLIS, LL.D.
AUTHOR OP "MEN AND MISSIONS"
GEORGE G. CLOWS COMPANY
Authorized by Mr. Sunday
This work contains the heart of
Mr. Sunday's gospel message
arranged by subjects, and is
published by special agreement
with him for the use of copy-
right material and photographs,
which could be used only by
COPYRIGHT, 1917, BY
L. T. MYERS
The entire contents of this book are
protected by the stringent new copyright
law, and all persons are warned not to
attempt to reproduce the text, in whole or
in part, or any of the illustrations.
REVEREND WILLIAM ASHLEY SUNDAY, D.D.
My friend, Dr. William T. Ellis, the
author of this book, knows me and my work
Hig estimate of me, and his interpre-
tation of my work, are, of course, en-
tirely his own.
The chapters contributed by me are
substantially the message I have spoken
wherever I have preached.
A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR
Because he is the most conspicuous Christian leader hi
America today; because he has done an entirely unique
and far-reaching work of evangelism; and because his words
have a message for all men, I have written, at the request
of the publishers, this narrative concerning Rev. William A.
The final appraisal of the man and his ministry cannot,
of course, be made while he is alive. "Never judge unfin-
ished work." This book has endeavored to deal candidly,
though sympathetically, with its subject. Mr. Sunday has
not seen either the manuscript or proofs. He has, however,
authorized the use of the messages which he is accustomed
to deliver hi his meetings, and which comprise more than
half the contents of the volume.
The author's hope is that those of us who are just
plain "folks" will find the book interesting and helpful. He
has no doubt that professional Christian workers will
get many suggestions from the story of Mr. Sunday's
I would acknowledge the assistance of Miss Helen Cramp
and the Rev. Ernest Bawden in collating and preparing
for publication Mr. Sunday's utterances.
WILLIAM T. ELLIS.
"I'LL FIGHT TILL HELL FBEKZEB OVKB."
One of God's Tools
God's Man Sent in God's Time Sunday's Converts Re-
ligion and the Common People A Great City Shaken
by the Gospel Popular Interest in Vital Religion
Sunday a Distinctively American Type 15
Up from the Soil \
Sunday's Sympathy with Every-day Folk Early Life The
Soldiers' Orphanage The Old Farm Earning a Living.
The School of Experience First Base-ball Ventures 22
A Base-Ball "Star"
Fame as a Base-ball Player Eagerness to "Take a Chance"
Record Run on the Day Following his Conversion
The Parting of the Ways 33
A Curbstone Recruit
Mrs. Clark and the Pacific Garden Mission Sunday's Own
Story of his Conversion Winning the Game of Life. . . 39
Playing the New Game
The Individuality of the Man His Marriage Mrs. Sun-
day's Influence Work in the Y. M. C. A. A Father
Disowned Redeeming a Son The Gambler A Living
Testimony Professional Evangelistic Work 43
A Shut Door and an Open One
Sunday Thrown Upon His Own Resources by Dr. Chap-
man's Return to Philadelphia Call to Garner, Iowa
"This is the Lord's Doings" 57
Campaigning for Christ
Splendid Organization of a Sunday Campaign Church Co-
operation The Power of Christian Publicity District
Prayer Meetings Sunday's Army of Workers The
Sunday Tabernacle The Evangelist's Own Compensa-
tion Personnel of the Sunday Party 61
"Speech Seasoned with Salt"
Vivid Language of the Common People "Rubbing the
Fur the Wrong Way" "Delivering the Goods" Shak-
ings from the Sunday Salt-cellar 69
Battling with Booze
An Effective Foe of the Liquor Business "Dry" Victories
Following Sunday Campaigns "De Brewer's Big
Hosses" The Famous "Booze" Sermon Interest in
Manhood Does the Saloon Help Business? The Parent
of Crimes The Economic Side Tragedies Born of
Drink More Economics The American Mongoose
The Saloon a Coward God's Worst Enemy What
Will a Dollar Buy? The Gin Mill A Chance for Man-
hood Personal Liberty The Moderate Drinker
What Booze Does to the System 80
"Give Attendance to Reading" PAOB
Sunday's Reverence for "Book Learning" No Claim to
Originality Some Sources of His Sermons God's
Token of Love The Sinking Ship "What If It Had
Been My Boy?" -A Dream of Heaven The Battle
with Death "Christ or Nothing" Calvary The
World for God A Word Picture The Faithful Pilot. . 121
CHAPTER XI ;
Platform Gymnastics The Athlete in the Preacher Sun-
day's Sense of Humor Stronger than His Sense of
Pathos His Voice and Manner Personal Side of
"The Old-Time Religion"
Sunday's Power of Positive Conviction His Ideas of Theol-
ogy The Need of Old-tune Revival The Gospel Ac-
cording to Sunday Salvation a Personal Matter "And
He Arose and Followed Him" At the Cross-roads
"He Died for Me".. , "l46
"Hitting the Sawdust Trail"
Origin of the Phrase, "The Sawdust Trail" Impressive
Scenes as Converts by the Hundred Stream Forward
Vital Religion Mr. Sunday's Hand All Sorts and Con-
ditions of People 158
The Service of Society PA6B
Social and Ethical Results of Sunday's Preaching The Potent
Force of the Gospel Religion hi Every-day Life
Testimony of Rev. Joseph H. Odell, D.D. Testimony
of Rev. Maitland Alexander, D.D. The "Garage Bible
Class" Making Religion a Subject of Ordinary Con-
versation Lasting Results A Life Story 167
Giving the Devil His Due
Sunday's Sense of the Reality of the Devil Excoriation
of the Devil " Devil" Passages from Sermons 182
Critics and Criticism
Storm of Criticism a Tribute Preaching "Christ Crucified"
Recognition from Secretary Bryan Pilgrimage of
Philadelphia Clergymen Heaven's Messenger Plain
Speech from Sunday Himself 188
A Clean Man on Social Sins
Clean-mindedness of the Man A Plain Talk to Men
Christian Character Common Sense No Excuse for
Swearing Family Skeletons Nursing Bad Habits
The Leprosy of Sin "But the Lord Looketh on the
Heart" The Joy of Religion A Plain Talk to
Women Hospitality Maternity Out of Fashion The
Girl Who Flirts The Task of Womanhood. . . 202
"Help Those Women" PAGB
Sunday's Honor of Womanhood The Sermon on "Mother"
A Mother's Watchfulness A Mother's Bravery
Good Mothers Needed God's Hall of Fame A Moth-
er's Song A Mother's Love A Mother's Responsi-
bility Mothers of Great Men 231
[Standing on the Rock
The Old-Fashioned Loyalty of the Evangelist to the Bible-
Some of His Utterances on the Bible 249
Making a Joyful Noise
No Gloom in a Sunday Revival The Value of a Laugh
The Value of Music The Tabernacle Music The Cam-
paign Choirs A Revival of Song 261
The Prophet and His Own Time
The Evangelist's Arraignment of the Sins of Today His
Treatment of the Church and Society 267
Those Billy Sunday Prayers
Unconventionality of the Prayers Specimen Prayers
"Teach Us to Pray" Learning of Christ Pride
Hinders Prayer Praying in Secret Praying hi Humility
Men of Prayer 271
The Revival on Trial
The Sea of Faces Laboratory Tests "The Need of
Revivals" What a Revival Does Revival Demands
Sacrifice Persecution a Godsend ... . 288
An Army With Banners PAGE
Unique Plans for Reaching the Masses of the People Visit-
ing Delegations Parade at Close of Campaign
"Spiritual Power" Derelicts in the Church The
Meaning of_ Power Church Needs Great Awakening
Lost Power 299
A Life Enlistment
Some Notable Instances of the Lasting Results of Sunday
Revivals "Gospel Teams" Sermon on "Sharp-Shoot-
ers"- The Value of Personal Work "My Father's
Business" Feeding the Spiritual Life The Dignity of
Personal Work Five Classes of People 311
"A Good Soldier of Jesus Christ"
Astounding Number of Conversions Statistics of Cam-
paigns hi Various Cities Sunday's "Consecration"
Sermon God's Mercies The Living Sacrifice A Glass
of Champagne Denying One's Self Thinking for
God What God Asks 326
A Wonderful Day at a Great University
Visit to University of Pennsylvania "What Shall I Do
With Jesus?" "Real Manhood" "Hot-cakes Off the
Griddle" Comment of Old Penn Opinions of Students
Comment of Religious Press 343
The Christian's Daily Helper
"The Holy Spirit" No Universal Salvation Happiest
Nation on Earth Ambassadors of God Holy Spirit
a Person The Last Dispensation "Little Things"
The Fame of a Christian . 359
A Victorious Sermon PAGH
Conquests by the Sermon on "The Unpardonable Sin"
What It Is Resisting the Truth "Too Late"
Representative of the Trinity Death-bed Confessions
A Forgiving God Power of Revivals , . . 370
; Eternity! Eternity!
"What Shall the End Be?" Men Believe in God At the
Cross The Judgment of God Glad Tidings to All
The Atonement of Christ God's Word Eternity and
Space God's Infinite Love Preparing for Eternity
A Leap in the Dark "The End Thereof" .. 383
Our Long Home
"Heaven" "I, Too, Must Die" No Substitute for Re-
ligion Morality Not Enough The Way of Salvation
Rewards of Merit A Place of Noble People "A Place
for You" The Missing 404
Glorying in the Cross
"Atonement" Suffering for the Guilty Jesus' Atoning
Blood No Argument Against Sin "There is Sin"
"How Long, God?" 424
BITING, BLISTERING, BLASTING CONDEMNATION OP SIN. Tms RARE PHO-
TOGRAPH SHOWS THE TREMENDOUS EARNESTNESS OF MR. SUNDAY AND
THE ENERGY, ZEAL AND FIRE HE PUTS INTO HIS MESSAGE WHICH
HAS WARMED THIS COLD WORLD MORE THAN THAT OF ANY
OTHER APOSTLE OF RIGHTEOUSNESS IN THIS GENERATION,
One of God's Tools
I want to be a giant for God. BILLY SUNDAY.
HEAVEN often plays jokes on earth's worldly-wise.
After the consensus of experience and sagacity has
settled upon a certain course and type, lo, all the
profundity of the sages is blown away as a speck of dust
and we have, say, a shockingly unconventional John the
Baptist, who does not follow the prescribed rules in dress,
training, methods or message. John the Baptist was God's
laugh at the rabbis and the Pharisees.
In an over-ecclesiastical age, when churchly authority
had reached the limit, a poor monk, child of a miner's hut,
without influence or favor, was called to break the power of
the popes, and to make empires and reshape history, flinging
his shadow far down the centuries. Martin Luther was God's
laugh at ecclesiasticism.
While the brains and aristocracy and professional
statesmanship of America struggled in vain with the nation's
greatest crisis, God reached down close to the soil of the raw
and ignored Middle West, and picked up a gaunt and un-
tutored specimen of the common people a man who reeked
of the earth until the earth closed over him and so saved the
Union and freed a race, through ungainly Abraham Lincoln.
Thus again Heaven laughed at exalted procedure and
In our own day, with its blatant worldly wisdom, with
its flaunting prosperity, with its fashionable churchliness,
with its flood of "advanced" theology overwhelming the
pulpit, God needed a prophet, to call his people back to
simple faith and righteousness. A nation imperiled by
luxury, greed, love of pleasure and unbelief cried aloud for
a deliverer. Surely this crisis required a great man, learned
1G ONE OF GOD'S TOOLS
in all the ways of the world, equipped with the best prep-
aration of American and foreign universities and theological
seminaries, a man trained in ecclesiastical leadership, and
approved and honored by the courts of the Church? So
worldly wisdom decreed. But God laughed and produced,
to the scandal of the correct and conventional, Billy Sunday,
a common man from the common people, who, like Lincoln,
so wears the signs and savor of the soil that fastidious folk,
to whom sweat is vulgar and to whom calloused hands are
"bad form," quite lose their suavity and poise in calling
That he is God's tool is the first and last word about
Billy Sunday. He is a "phenomenon" only as God is
forever doing phenomenal things, and upsetting men's
best-laid plans. He is simply a tool of God. For a special
work he is the special instrument. God called, and he
answered. All the many owlish attempts to "explain"
Billy Sunday on psychological and sociological grounds fall
flat when they ignore the fact that he is merely a handy
man for the Lord's present use.
God is still, as ever, confounding all human wisdom by
snatching the condemned baby of a Hebrew slave out of
Egypt's river to become a nation's deliverer; by calling a
shepherd boy from his sheep to be Israel's greatest warrior
and king; and by sending his only-begotten Son to earth by
way of a manger, and training him hi a workingman's home
and a village carpenter shop. " My ways are not your ways,"
is a remark of God, which he seems fond of repeating and
There is no other explanation of Billy Sunday needed,
or possible, than that he is God's man sent hi God's time.
And if God chooses the weak and foolish things of earth to
confound the mighty, is not that but another one of his
inscrutable ways of showing that he is God?
Why are we so confident that Billy Sunday is the Lord's
own man, when so many learned critics have declared the
contrary? Simply because he has led more persons to make
Up from the Soil
I If you want to drive the devil out of the world, hit him with a cradle
instead of a crutch. BILLY SUNDAY.
SUNDAY must be accepted as a man of the American
type before he can be understood. He is of the
average, every-day American sort. He is one of the
"folks." He has more points of resemblance to the com-
mon people than he has of difference from them. His
mind is their mind. The keenness of the average American
is his hi an increased degree. He has the saving sense of
humor which has marked this western people. The extrava-
gances and recklessnesses of his speech would be incredible
to a Britisher; but we Americans understand them. They
are of a piece with our minds.
Like the type, Sunday is not over-fastidious. He is
not made of a special porcelain clay, but of the same red soil
as the rest of us. He knows the barn-yards of the farm
better than the drawing-rooms of the rich. The normal,
every-day Americanism of this son of the Middle West,
whom the nation knows as " Billy Sunday, " is to be insisted
upon if he is to be understood.
Early apprenticed to hardship and labor, he has a
sympathy with the life of the toiling people which mere
imagination cannot give. His knowledge of the American
crowd is sure and complete because he is one of them.
He understands the life of every-day folk because that has
always been his life. While he has obvious natural ability,
sharpened on the grindstone of varied experience, his
perceptions and his viewpoints are altogether those of the
normal American. As he has seen something of life on
many levels, and knows city ways as well as country usages,
he has never lost his bearings as to what sort of people
UP FROM THE SOIL
soldier and he never came back. He wouldn't turn any
one away and I wouldn't turn you boys away.' She drew
her arms about us and said: 'Come on in.' She gave us
our breakfast and our dinner, too. There wasn't any train
going out on the 'Q' until afternoon. We saw a freight
train standing there, so we climbed into the caboose.
"The conductor came along and said: ' Where's your
money or ticket?'
"Til have to
put you off.'
menced to cry.
My brother handed
him a letter of in-
troduction to the
the orphans' home.
The conductor read
it, and handed it
back as the tears
rolled down his
cheeks. Then he
said: 'Just sit
still, boys. It won't cost a cent to ride on my train.'
"It's only twenty miles from Council Bluffs to Glen-
wood, and as we rounded the curve the conductor said:
'There it is on the hill.'
"I want to say to you that one of the brightest pictures
that hangs upon the walls of my memory is the recollection
of the days when as a little boy, out in the log cabin on the
frontier of Iowa, I knelt by mother's side.
"I went back to the old farm some years ago. The
scenes had changed about the place. Faces I had known
and loved had long since turned to dust. Fingers that used
to turn the pages of the Bible were obliterated and the old
"WHERE'S YOUR MONET OR TICKET?"
OH- CHRISTIAN -
HAVE YOU ANY
bCARS TO SHOW
-A THIRD 5AYS-" BlUY*
MY OLD BACKS HAD A
POWERFUL CRICK IN IT EVER
WHEN A WAR IS
OVER HEROES HAVE
SCARS TO SHOW
AND THEY ARE
WHAT SCTtfft HflVE
YOU TO SHOW?
BURNING WORDS OF MR. SUNDAY THAT REACH THE HEART,
UP FROM THE SOIL 27
trees beneath which we boys used to play and swing had been
felled by the woodman's axe. I stood and thought. The
man became a child again and the long weary nights of sin
and of hardships became as though they never had been.
"Once more with my gun on my shoulder and my favor-
ite dog trailing at my heels I walked through the pathless
wood and sat on the old familiar logs and stumps, and as I
sat and listened to the wild, weird harmonies of nature,
a vision of the past opened. The squirrel from the limb of
the tree barked defiantly and I threw myself into an interro-
gation point, and when the gun cracked, the squirrel fell
at my feet. I grabbed him and ran home to throw him down
and receive compliments for my skill as a marksman. And
I saw the tapestry of the evening fall. I heard the lowing
herds and saw them wind slowly o'er the lea and I listened
to the tinkling bells that lulled the distant fowl. Once more
I heard the shouts of childish glee. Once more I climbed
the haystack for the hen's eggs. Once more we crossed the
threshold and sat at our frugal meal. Once more mother
drew the trundle bed out from under the larger one, and we
boys, kneeling down, shut our eyes and clasping our little
hands, said: 'Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the
Lord, my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I
pray thee, Lord, my soul to take. And this I ask for Jesus'
" 'Backward, turn backward, time in thy flight,
Make me a child again, just for tonight,
Mother, come back from that echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore.
Into the old cradle I'm longing to creep,
Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.'
"I stood beneath the old oak tree and it seemed to carry
on a conversation with me. It seemed to say:
" 'Hello Bill. Is that you?'
" 'Yes, it's I, old tree.'
" 'Well, you've got a bald spot on the top of your head.
A BASE-BALL "STAR" 35
Speed is a phase of base ball that, being clear to all
eyes, appeals to the bleachers. So it came about that
Sunday was soon a base-ball "hero," analogous to "Ty"
Cobb or "Home-Run" Baker, or Christy Mathewson of
our own day. He himself tells the story of one famous
play, on the day after his conversion:
"That afternoon we played the old Detroit club. We
were neck and neck for the championship. That club had
Thompson, Richardson, Rowe, Dunlap, Hanlon and Bennett,
and they could play ball.
"I was playing right field. Mike Kelly was catching
and John G. Clarkson was pitching. He was as fine a
pitcher as ever crawled into a uniform. There are some
pitchers today, O'Toole, Bender, Wood, Mathewson, John-
son, Marquard, but I do not believe any one of them stood
hi the class with Clarkson.
"Cigarettes put him on the bum. When he'd taken a
bath the water would be stained with nicotine.
"We had two men out and they had a man on second
and one on third and Bennett, their old catcher, was at bat.
Charley had three balls and two strikes on him. Charley
couldn't hit a high ball: but he could kill them when they
went about his knee.
"I hollered to Clarkson and said: 'One more and we
"You know every pitcher puts a hole in the ground
where he puts his foot when he is pitching. John stuck his
foot in the hole and he went clean to the ground. Oh, he
could make 'em dance. He could throw overhanded, and
the ball would go down and up like that. He is the only
man on earth I have seen do that. That ball would go by
so fast that the batter could feel the thermometer drop two
degrees as she whizzed by. John went clean down, and as
he went to throw the ball his right foot slipped and the ball
went low instead of high.
"I saw Charley swing hard and heard the bat hit the
ball with a terrific boom. Bennett had smashed the ball
Copyright by Goodwin fc Cc. c N. F,
SUNBAY EN NATIONAL LASU
A Base-Ball "Star" ,
Don't get chesty over success. BILLY SUNDAY.
SOMETIMES the preacher tells his people what a great
journalist he might have been, or what a successful
business man, had he not entered the ministry; but
usually his hearers never would have suspected it if he had
not told them. Billy Sunday's eminence as a base-ball
player is not a shadow cast backward from his present pre-
eminence. His success as a preacher has gained luster from
his distinction as a base-ball player, while his fame as a base-
ball player has been kept alive by his work as an evangelist.
All the world of base-ball enthusiasts, a generation ago,
knew Billy Sunday, the speediest base-runner and the most
daring base-stealer in the whole fraternity. Wherever he
goes today veteran devotees of the national game recall
times they saw him play; and sporting periodicals and
sporting pages of newspapers have been filled with remi-
niscences from base-ball "fans," of the triumphs of the
evangelist on the diamond.
A side light on the reality of his religion while engaged
in professional base ball is thrown by the fact that sporting
writers always speak of him with pride and loyalty, and his
old base-ball associates who still survive, go frequently to
hear him preach. The base-ball world thinks that he reflects
distinction on the game.
Now base ball hi Marshalltown and base ball in Chicago
had not exactly the same standards. The recruit had to be
drilled. He struck out the first thirteen times he went to
bat. He never became a superior batter, but he could
always throw straight and hard. At first he was inclined
to take too many chances and his judgment was rather
unsafe. One base-ball writer has said that "Sunday
A BASE-BALL "STAR"
probably caused more wide throws than any other player
the game has ever known, because of his specialty of going
down to first like a streak of greased electricity. When he
hit the ball infielders yelled ' hurry it up/ The result was
that they often threw them away." He was the acknowl-
edged champion sprinter of the National League. This once
led to a match race with Arlie Latham, who held like honors
in the American League. Sunday won by fifteen feet.
Sunday was the sort of figure the bleachers liked. He
was always eager sometimes too eager to" take a chance."
What was a one-base hit for another man was usually good
for two bases for
him. His slides and
stolen bases were
of the "fans" the
spice of the game.
He also was apt in
retort to the com-
j2j ments from the
jr bleachers, but al-
The crowds liked
him, even as did his
Sunday was a man's man, and so continues to this day.
His tabernacle audiences resemble base-ball crowds in the
proportion of men present, more nearly than any other
meetings of a religious nature that are regularly being held.
Sunday spent five years on the old Chicago team, mostly
playing right or center field. He was the first man in the
history of base ball to circle the bases in fourteen seconds.
He could run a hundred yards from a standing start in ten
seconds flat. Speed had always been his one distinction.
As a lad of thirteen, hi the Fourth of July games at Ames,
he won a prize of three dollars in a foot-race, a feat
which he recalls with pleasure.
His SLIDES WERE ADVENTURES BELOVED
OF THE "FANS"
BILLY" AND "MA" SUNDAY,
A Curbstone Recruit
You've got to sign your own Declaration of Independence before you can
celebrate your Fourth of July victory. BILLY SUNDAY.
NOBODY this side of heaven can tell to whom the
credit belongs for any great life or great work.
But we may be reasonably sure that the unsung
and unknown women of the earth have a large part in every
achievement worth while.
Mrs. Clark, saintly wife of Colonel Clark, the devoted
founder of the Pacific Garden Rescue Mission in Chicago, is
one of that host of women who, like the few who followed
Jesus in his earthly ministry, have served in lowly, incon-
spicuous ways, doing small tasks from a great love. Night
after night, with a consecration which never flagged, she
labored in the gospel for a motley crowd of men and
women, mostly society's flotsam and jetsam, many of
whom found this hospitable building the last fort this side
A single visit to a down-town rescue mission is romantic,
picturesque and somewhat of an adventure a sort of
sanctified slumming trip. Far different is it to spend night
after night, regardless of weather or personal feelings, in
coming to close grips with sin-sodden men and women,
many of them the devil's refuse. A sickening share of the
number are merely seeking shelter or lodging or food: sin's
wages are not sufficient to live upon, and they turn to the
mercy of Christianity for succor. Never to be cast down by
unworthiness or ingratitude, to keep a heart of hope hi
face of successive failures, and to rejoice with a shepherd's
joy over the one rescued this is the spirit of the consecrated
Such a woman was Mrs. Clark, the spiritual mother to a
A CURBSTONE RECRUIT
Burns, Williamson and Dalrymple. There wasn't a fellow
in that gang who knocked; every fellow had a word of
encouragement for me.
"Mike Kelly was sold to Boston for $10,000. Mike got
half of the purchase price. He came up to me and showed
me a check for $5,000. John L. Sullivan, the champion
jfighter, went around with a subscription paper and the boys
raised over $12,000 to buy Mike a house.
"They gave Mike a deed to the house and they had
$1,500 left and gave him a certificate of deposit for that.
"His salary for
playing with Boston
was $4,700 a year.
At the end of that
season Mike had
spent the $5,000 pur-
chase price and the
$4,700 he received
as salary and the
$1,500 they gave
him and had a
mortgage on the
house. And when
he died hi Pennsyl-
vania they went
around with a subscription to get money enough to put
him in the ground, and each club, twelve in all, in the two
leagues gave a month a year to his wife. Mike sat here
on the corner with me twenty-seven years ago, when I said,
'Good-bye, boys, I'm going to Jesus Christ.'
"A. G. Spalding signed up a team to go around the
world. I was the second he asked to sign a contract and
Captain Anson was the first. I was sliding to second base
one day. I always slid head first, and hit a stone and cut
a ligament loose hi my knee.
"I got Dr. Magruder, who attended Garfield when he
was shot, and he said:
"BILL, I'M PROUD OP You!
Playing the New Game
It is not necessary to be in a big place to do big things. BILLY SUNDAY.
IF Billy Sunday had not been an athlete he would not
today be the physical marvel in the pulpit that he is;
if he had not been reared in the ranks of the plain people
he would not have possessed the vocabulary and insight into
life which are essential parts of his equipment; if he had
not served a long apprenticeship to toil he would not display
his present pitiless industry; if he had not been a cog in the
machinery of organized base ball, with wide travel and much
experience of men, he would not be able to perfect the fimaz-
ing organization of Sunday evangelistic campaigns; if he
had not been a member and elder of a Presbyterian church
he could not have resisted the religious vagaries which lead
so many evangelists and immature Christian workers astray;
if he had not been trained hi three years of Y. M. C. A.
service he would not today be the flaming and insistent
protagonist of personal work that he now is; if he had not
been converted definitely and consciously and quickly hi
a rescue mission he could not now preach his gospel of
All of which is but another way of saying that Sunday
was trained in God's school. God prepared the man for
the work he was preparing for him. Only by such uncommon
training could this unique messenger of the gospel be pro-
duced. A college course doubtless would have submerged
Sunday into the level of the commonplace. A theological
seminary would have denatured him. Evidently Sunday
has learned the lesson of the value of individuality; he prizes
it, preaches about it, and practices it. He probably does not
know what "sm generis 11 means, but he is it. Over and
over again he urges that instead of railing at what we have
54 PLAYING A NEW GAME
went. We had everything on the bill of fare, from soup to
nuts, and the check was $7.60 apiece for two suppers. I've
never had such a dinner since.
"We talked things over. He said he was making
money hand over fist that he could make more in a week
than I could in a year. I was working at the Y. M. C. A.
for $83 a month, and then not getting it, and base-ball
managers were making me tempting offers -of good money
to go back into the game at $500 to $1,000 a month to
finish the season. But I wouldn't do it. Nobody called me
a grafter then. 'Well/ I said to my friend, 'old man,
you may have more at the end of the year than I've got
maybe I won't have carfare but I'll be ahead of you. '
" Where is he now? Down at Joliet, where there is a
big walled institution and where the stripes on your clothes
A Living Testimony
"I had a friend who was a brilliant young fellow. He
covered the Chino-Japanese war for a New York paper.
He was on his way home when he was shipwrecked, and
the captain and he were on an island living on roots for
a week and then they signaled a steamer and got started
home. He got word from the New York Tribune and they
told him to go to Frisco, so he went, and they told him to
come across the arid country and write up the prospects
of irrigation. And as he walked across those plains, he
thought of how they would blossom if they were only
irrigated. Then he thought of how his life was like that
desert, with nothing hi it but waste.
"He got to Chicago and got a job on the Times and lost
it on account of drunkenness, and couldn't get another on
account of having no recommendation. So he walked out
one winter night and took his reporter's book, addressed it
to his father, and wrote something like this: 'I've made a
miserable failure of this life. I've disgraced you and sent
mother to a premature grave. If you care to look for me
PLAYING A NEW GAME
"He said, 'I did nothing of the kind. I was so low-
down, I wouldn't even speak to my mother. She followed
me up and down the switchyard and even followed me to my
boarding house. I went upstairs, changed my clothes,
came down, and she said, "Frank, stay and talk with me."
I pushed by her and went out and spent the night in sin. I
came back in the morning, changed my clothes and went
to work. For four days she followed me up and down the
switchyards and then she said, "Frank, you have broken my
heart, and I am going
to be near the depot
with the engine when
she got on the train
and she raised the
window and said,
"Frank, kiss me
good-bye." I stood
talking with some of
my drinking and
gambling friends and
one man said,
"Frank Adsitt, you
are a fool to treat
your mother like
that. Kiss her
good-bye." I jerked from him and turned back. I
heard the conductor call "All aboard." I heard the bell
on the engine ring and the train started out, and I heard
my mother cry, "Oh, Frank, if you won't kiss me good-bye,
for God's sake turn and look at me!"
"'Mr. Sunday, when the train on the Burlington Rail-
road pulled out of Denver, I stood with my back to my
mother. That's been nine years ago and I have never seen
nor heard from her.'
"I led him to Jesus. I got him a position in the old
FRANK, Kiss ME GOOD-BYE!"
A Shut Door and an Open One
Faith is the beginning of something of which you can't see the end but
in which you believe. BILLY SUNDAY.
DESTINY'S door turns on small hinges. Almost
everybody can say out of his own experience, "If
I had done this, instead of that, the whole course of
my life would have been changed." At many points in
the career of William A. Sunday we see what intrinsically
small and unrelated incidents determined his future course
If he had not been sitting on that Chicago curbstone
one evening, and if the Pacific Garden Mission workers had
failed on that one occasion alone to go forth into the high-
ways, Billy Sunday might have been only one of the
multitude of forgotten base-ball players. If he had not
gone to prayer-meeting in his new church home he would
not have met the wife who has been so largely a determin-
ing factor in his work. If he had not joined the Y. M. C. A.
forces in Chicago he would not have become Peter Bil-
horn's friend and so Dr. Chapman's assistant.
And here we come to a very human story if Dr. J.
Wilbur Chapman had not suddenly decided to abandon the
evangelistic field and return to the pastorate of Bethany
Presbyterian Church in Philadelphia, Sunday would doubt-
less still be unknown to the world as a great religious
leader. The story came to me from the lips of the
evangelist himself one morning. We were discussing certain
current criticisms of his work and he showed himself
frankly bewildered as well as pained by the hostility dis-
played toward him on the part of those up to whom he
looked as leaders and counselors. Off the platform Sunday
is one of the most childlike and guileless of men. He grew
Campaigning for Christ
Let's quit fiddling with religion and do something to bring the world
to Christ. BILLY SUNDAY.
HIS American birthright of plain common sense
stands Sunday in stead of theological training.
He is " a practical man," as mechanics say. Kipling's
poem on "The Ainerican" hits off Sunday exactly:
"He turns a keen, untroubled face
Home to the instant need of things."
So a Sunday evangelistic campaign is a marvel of organ-
ization. It spells efficiency at every turn and is a lesson to
the communities which do Christian work in haphazard,
hit-or-miss fashion. Work and faith are written large over
every series of Sunday meetings.
Sunday never took a course hi psychology, but he
understands the crowd mind. He knows how to deal with
multitudes. He sees clearly where the masses must come
from, and so he sets to work to bring them out of the homes
of the working people. He goes beyond the church circles
for his congregations, and makes his appeal to the popular
taste. He frankly arms to strike the average of the common
people. For he is after that host which too often the
preacher knows nothing about.
People must be set to talking about religion and about
the Sunday campaign if the latter is to succeed. Indifference
is the foe of all foes to be feared by an evangelist. Even
hostile criticism really serves a religious purpose, for it
directs attention to the messenger and the message. Knowl-
edge of this is the reason why Sunday always devotes his
earliest sermons in a campaign to the subjects likeliest to
64 CAMPAIGNING FOR CHRIST
A stranger roaming about the streets of Philadelphia
during December, 1914, would have been struck by the
number of signs in the windows of private homes, announc-
ing prayer meetings within. During the entire month these
home prayer meetings were held twice a week, averaging
more than five thousand meetings on each assigned night,
with more than one hundred thousand persons present
nightly. This meant an aggregate attendance of nearly
a million Christians upon preparatory prayer services!
When tens of thousands of earnest Christians are
meeting constantly for united prayer a spirit of expectancy
and unity is created which makes sure the success of the
revival. Incidentally, there is a welding together of Christian
forces that will abide long after the evangelist has gone.
These preliminary prayer-meetings are a revelation of the
tremendous possibilities inherent hi the churches of any
community. With such a sea of prayer buoying him up
any preacher could have a revival.
Sagaciously, Sunday throws all responsibility back on
the churches. While he takes command of the ship when he
arrives, yet he does all in his power to prevent the campaign
from being a one-man affair. The local committee must
underwrite the expenses; for these campaigns are not to be
financed by the gifts of the wealthy, but by the rank and file
of the church membership accepting responsibility of the
work. The guarantees are underwritten in the form of
shares and each guarantor receives a receipt for his shares
to be preserved as a memento of the campaign. True, no
guarantor ever had to pay a dollar on his Billy Sunday
campaign subscription, for the evangelist himself raises all
of the expense money in the early meetings of the series.
John the Baptist was only a voice: but Billy Sunday is
a voice, plus a bewildering array of committees and assistants
and organized machinery. He has committees galore to
co-operate hi his work: a drilled army of the Lord. In the
list of Scranton workers that is before me I see tabulated
an executive committee, the directors, a prayer-meeting com-
" Speech Seasoned with Salt "
I want to preach the gospel so plainly that men can come from the
factories and not have to bring along a dictionary. BILLY SUNDAY.
SUNDAY is not a shepherd, but a soldier; not a hus-
bandman of a vineyard, but a quarryman. The r61e
he fills more nearly approximates that of the Baptist,
or one of the Old Testament prophets, than any other
Bible character. The word of the Lord that has come to
him is not "Comfort ye! comfort ye!" but " Arouse ye!
arouse ye!" and "Repent! repent!"
Evangelist Sunday's mission is not conventional, nor
may it be judged by conventional standards. He is not a
pastor; probably he would be a failure hi the pastorate.
Neither would any sensible person expect pastors to
resemble Billy Sunday; for that, too, would be a calamity.
Taking a reasonable view of the case, what do we find?
Here is a man whose clear work it is to attract the attention
of the heedless to the claims of the gospel, to awaken a
somnolent Church, and to call men to repentance. To do
this a man must be sensational, just as John the Baptist
was sensational not to mention that Greater One who
drew the multitudes by his wonderful works and by his
In the time of Jesus, as now, religion had become
embalmed in petrified phrases. The forms of religious
speech were set. But Christ's talk was not different from
everyday speech. The language of spirituality, which once
represented great living verities, had become so conven-
tionalized that it slipped easily into cant and "shop talk."
It is a fact which we scarcely like to admit that myriads
of persons who attend church regularly do not expect
really to understand what the preacher is talking about.
"SPEECH SEASONED WITH SALT" 71
"They say to me, 'Bill, you rub the fur the wrong
way.' I don't; let the cats turn 'round."
Again, "It isn't a good thing to have synonyms for
sin. Adultery is adultery, even though you call it affinity."
Again, "Paul said he would rather speak five words
that were understood than ten thousand words in an
unknown tongue. That hits me. I want people to know
what I mean, and that's why I try to get down where they
live. What do I care if some puff-eyed, dainty little dibbly-
dibbly preacher goes tibbly-tibbling around because I use
plain Anglo-Saxon words."
Two important points are to be considered in connec-
tion with Sunday's vigorous vocabulary; the first is that
what he says does not sound as bad as it seems in cold type.
Often he is incorrectly reported. The constant contention
of his friends is that he should be heard before being crit-
icized. The volume of testimony of all the men who have
heard him preachers, professors and purists is that his
addresses which seem shocking when reported are not
shocking when heard.
On the public square hi Scranton a great sign was
displayed by the local committee:
DON'T JUDGE BILLY SUNDAY UNTIL YOU
HAVE HEARD HIM YOURSELF.
NO REPORT, VERBAL OR PRINTED, CAN
DO HIM PERFECT JUSTICE.
One Scranton business man put it this way: "Type
is cold; his sermons are hot."
Sunday speaks with his eyes, with his gestures and
with every muscle of his body; and all this must be taken
"SPEECH SEASONED WITH SALT" 77
Nobody can read the Bible thoughtfully, and not be
impressed with the way it upholds the manhood of man.
More chapters in the Bible are devoted to portraying the
manhood of Caleb than to the creation of the world.
Home is on a level with the women; the town is on a
level with the homes.
You will find lots of things in Shakespeare which are
not fit for reading in a mixed audience and call that litera-
ture. When you hear some truths here in the tabernacle
you will call it vulgar.
It makes all the differ-
ence in the world
whether Bill Shakes-
peare or Bill Sunday
The more oyster
soup it takes to run a
church, the faster it-
runs to the devil.
The reason you
don't like the Bible,
you old sinner, is
because it knows all
Bob Ingersoll A SALOON-KEEPER AND A GOOD
Wasn't the first to find DON'T PULL ON THE SAME ROPE
out that Moses made
mistakes. God knew about it long before Ingersoll was
All that God has ever done to save this old world, has
been done through men and women of flesh and blood like
Nearly everybody is stuck up about something. Some
people are even proud that they aren't proud.
The average young man is more careful of his company
than the average girl.
Going to church doesn't make a man a Christian, any
more than going to a garage makes him an automobile.
"SPEECH SEASONED WITH SALT" 73
The Lord may have to pile a coffin on your back before
he can get you to bend it.
Don't throw your ticket away when the train goes into
a tunnel. It will come out the other side.
The safest pilot is not the fellow that wears the biggest
hat, but the man who knows the channels.
If a man goes to hell he ought to be there, or he wouldn't!
I am preaching for the age in which I live. I am just
recasting my vocabulary to suit the people of my age instead
of Joshua's age.
The Church gives the people what they need ; the theater
gives them what they want.
Death-bed repentance is burning the candle of life hi
the service of the devil, and then blowing the smoke into
the face of God.
Your reputation is what people say about you. Your
character is what God and your wife know about you.
When your heart is breaking you don't want the dancing
master or saloon-keeper. No, you want the preacher.
Don't you know that every bad man hi a community
strengthens the devil's mortgage?
Pilate washed his hands. If he had washed his old black
heart he would have been all right.
It takes a big man to see other people succeed without
raising a howl.
It's everybody's business how you live.
Bring your repentance down to a spot-cash basis.
I believe that cards and dancing are doing more to dam
the spiritual life of the Church than the grog-shops though
you can't accuse me of being a friend of that stinking, dirty,
rotten, hell-soaked business.
If you took no more care of yourself physically than
spiritually, you'd be just as dried up physically as you are
"I'LL FIGHT TO THE LAST DITCH, THIS HELLISH TRAFFIC."
Battling with "Booze"
The man who votes for the saloon is pulling on the same rope with the
devil, whether he knows it or not. BILLY SUNDAY.
THERE is a tremendous military advantage in having
a definite enemy. The sermons that are aimed at
nothing generally hit it. Billy Sunday is happiest
and most successful when attacking the liquor evil. Down
among the masses of men he learned for himself the awful
malignity of strong drink, which he deems the greatest
evil of our day.
So he fights it. Everybody will admit the saloon-
keeper first of all that Billy Sunday is the most effective
foe of the liquor business in America today. Small won-
der the brewers spend large sums of money in circulating
attacks upon him, and hi going before him to every town
where he conducts meetings, spreading slanders of many
There is a ghastly humor hi the success the brewers
have hi enlisting the preachers to make common cause with
them hi discrediting this evangelist. Shrewd men have
come quite generally to the conclusion that they will not
give aid and comfort to the enemies of righteousness whose
interests are best served by criticism of Billy Sunday.
All incidental questions aside, Sunday does the Lord's work
and is on the Lord's side. It is a pitiable spectacle to see
the Lord's servants attacking him; though it is quite under-
standable why the liquor interest should spend large sums
of money hi antagonizing Sunday. It would be worth a
million dollars to them any day if he could be put out of
Wherever Sunday goes a great temperance awakening
follows. In eleven of fifteen Illinois towns where he cam-
BATTLING WITH " BOOZE" 89
Archbishop Ireland, the famous Roman Catholic, of
St. Paul, said of social crime today, that "seventy-five
per cent is caused by drink, and eighty per cent of the
I go to a family and it is broken up, and I say, "What
caused this?" Drink! I step up to a young man on the
scaffold and say, "What brought you here?" Drink!
Whence all the misery and sorrow and corruption? Inva-
riably it is drink.
Five Points, hi New York, was a spot as near like hell
as any spot on earth. There are five streets that run to
this point, and right in the middle was an old brewery and
the streets on either side were lined with grog shops. The
newspapers turned a searchlight on the district, and the first
thing they had to do was to buy the old brewery and turn
it into a mission.
The Parent of Crimes
The saloon is the sum of all villanies. It is worse than
war or pestilence. It is the crime of crimes. It is the
parent of crimes and the mother of sins. It is the appalling
source of misery and crime in the land. And to license
such an incarnate fiend of hell is the dirtiest, low-down,
damnable business on top of this old earth. There is
nothing to be compared to it.
The legislature of Illinois appropriated $6,000,000 in
1908 to take care of the insane people in the state, and the
whisky business produces seventy-five per cent of the
insane. That is what you go down hi your pockets for to
help support. Do away with the saloons and you will
close these institutions. The saloons make them necessary,
and they make the poverty and fill the jails and the peni-
tentiaries. Who has to pay the bills? The landlord who
doesn't get the rent because the money goes for whisky;
the butcher and the grocer and the charitable person who
takes pity on the children of drunkards, and the taxpayer
who supports the insane asylums and other institutions,
that the whisky business keeps full of human wrecks.
You KINDLY DISPOSED TOWARD ME?'
De Brewer's Big Hosses.
(SOLO AND CHORUS.)
COPYBICMT, 188T, BY PILLMORB BROS.; HOMER A. ROOEHEAVER, OWNER. INTERNATIONAL COPYRIGHT SECURED,
PUBLISHED BY PERMISSION OF THE ROOEMEAVER COMPANY, PHILADELPHIA AND CHICAGO.
H. 8. Taylor. J. B. Herbert.
1. Oh de Brew-er's big
2. Oh de lick - er men's
3. Oh Til bar- ness dem
boss - es, com - in' down de road,
act in' like dey own dis place,
boss es to de temp-'rance cart,
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Tot - in' all a - roond ole La - ci - fer*s load; Dey step BO high,
Liy - in' on de sweat ob de po' man's face. Bey's fat and sas -
Hit 'em wid a gad to gib 'em a start, Til teach 'em how
f T f f t f f
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an' dey step so free, Bat dem big boss- es can't ran o ver me.
ey as dey can be, Bat dem big boss- es can't ran o - ver me.
for to haw and gee, For dem big boss- es can't ran o - ver me.
t 1 ~ -&&-
Oh, no I boys, oh, no I De turnpike's free wherebber I go, Fm a temperance
in - gine, don't you see, Andde Brewer's big boss- es can't run o - ver ma!
* A good effect can be obtained if the male voices will imitate escaping steam and
whistle while the female voices sing the two following measures.
BATTLING WITH "BOOZE"
fair grounds and a fellow came up to him and said: "Are
you the fellow that gave a talk on temperance?"
"Well, I think that the managers did a dirty piece of
business to let you give a lecture on temperance. You have
hurt my business and my business is a legal one."
"You are right there," said the lecturer, "they did do a
mean trick; I would complain to the officers." And he
took up a premium list and said: "By the way, I see there
is a premium of so
much offered for the
best horse and cow
and butter. What
business are you in?"
"I'm in the liquor
"Well, I don't see
that they offer any pre-
mium for your busi-
ness. You ought to
go down and compel
them to offer a pre-
mium for your busi-
ness and they ought to
offer on the list $25
for the best wrecked home, $15 for the best bloated bum
that you can show, and $10 for the finest specimen of
broken-hearted wife, and they ought to give $25 for the finest
specimens of thieves and gamblers you can trot out. You
can bring out the finest looking criminals. If you have
something that is good trot it out. You ought to come in
competition with the farmer, with his stock, and the fancy
work, and the canned fruit."
The Saloon a Coward
As Dr. Howard said: "I tell you that the saloon is a
coward. It hides itself behind stained-glass doors and
"SHOULD HE LET THE FAUCET RUN, THEY
KNOW THAT HE is CRAZY "
"Give Attendance to Reading"
There are some so-called Christian homes today with books on the
shelves of the library that have no more business there than a rattler crawling
about on the floor, or poison within the child's reach. BILLY SUNDAY.
* *1 NEVER heard Billy Sunday use an ungrammatical
sentence," remarked one observer. "He uses a
A great deal of slang, and many colloquialisms, but not
a single error in grammar could I detect. Some of his
passages are really beautiful English."
Sunday has made diligent effort to supplement his lack
of education. He received the equivalent of a high-school
training hi boyhood, which is far more than Lincoln ever
had. Nevertheless he has not had the training of the
average educated man, much less of a normal minister of
the gospel. He is conscious of his limitations: and has
diligently endeavored to make up for them. When coach-
ing the Northwestern University base-ball team in the
winter of '87 and '88 he attended classes at the University.
He has read a great deal and to this day continues his
studies. Of course his acquaintance with literature is
superficial: but his use of it shows how earnestly he has
read up on history and literature and the sciences. He
makes better use of his knowledge of the physical sciences,
and of historical allusions, than most men drilled in them
for years. He displays a proneness for what he himself
would call "high-brow stuff," and his disproportionate dis-
play of his "book learning" reveals his conscious effort to
supply what does not come to him naturally.
Sunday has an eclectic mind. He knows a good
thing when he sees it. He is quick to incorporate into
his discourses happenings or illustrations wherever found.
Moody also was accustomed to do this: he circulated
124 "GIVE ATTENDANCE TO READING"
all evangelical Christians. If he were less cock-sure he would
not be Billy Sunday; the great mass of mankind want a
religion of authority.
After all, truth is intolerant.
Although lacking technical literary training Sunday
is not only a master of living English and of terse, strong,
vivid and gripping phrase, but he is also capable of extraor-
dinary flights of eloquence, when he uses the chastest and
most appropriate language. He has held multitudes spell-
bound with such passages as these:
God's Token of Love
"Down in Jacksonville, Florida, a man, Judge Owen,
quarreled with his betrothed and to try to forget, he went
off and worked in a yellow-fever hospital. Finally he caught
the disease and had succumbed to it. He had passed the
critical stage of the disease, but he was dying. One day
his sweetheart met the physician on the street and asked
about the judge. 'He's sick/ he told her.
"'How bad?' she asked.
"'Well, he's passed the critical stage, but he is dying/
the doctor told her.
"'But I don't understand/ she said, 'if he's passed the
critical stage why isn't he getting well? '
" ' He's dying, of undying love for you, not the fever/ the
doctor told her. She asked him to come with her to a
florist and he went and there she purchased some smilax
and intertwined lilacs and wrote on a card, 'With my love/
and signed her given name.
"The doctor went back to the hospital and his patient
was tossing hi fitful slumber. He laid the flowers on his
breast and he awoke and saw the flowers and buried his
head in them. 'Thanks for the flowers, doctor/ he said,
but the doctor said, 'They are not from me/
"'Then who are they from?'
"'I can't; tell me/
"GIVE ATTENDANCE TO READING" 125
f l think you'll find the name on the card/ the doctor
told him, and he looked and read the card, 'With my love/
" 'Tell me/ he cried, 'did she write that of her free will
or did you beg her to do it?' The doctor told .him she had
begged to do it herself.
"Then you ought to have seen him. The next day he
was sitting up. The next day he ate some gruel. The next
day he was in a chair. The next day he could hobble on
crutches. The next day he threw one of them away. The
next day he threw the cane away and the next day he could
walk pretty well. On the ninth day there was a quiet
wedding in the annex of the hospital. You laugh; but
listen : This old world is like a hospital. Here are the wards
for the libertines. Here are the wards for the drunkards.
Here are the wards for the blasphemers. Everywhere I
look I see scarred humanity.
"Nineteen hundred years ago God looked over the
battlements of heaven and he picked a basket of flowers,
and then one day he dropped a baby into the manger at
Bethlehem. 'For God so loved the world that he gave his
only begotten Son that whosoever believeth on him should
not perish but have everlasting life.' What more can he do?
"But God didn't spare him. They crucified him, but
he burst the bonds of death and the Holy Spirit came
down. They banished John to the isle of Patmos and there
he wrote the words: ' Behold, I stand at the door and knock;
if any man hear my voice and open the door I shall come
in to him and sup with him and he with me.' ' ' ..__>
The Sinking Ship
"Years ago there was a ship on the Atlantic and a
storm arose. The ship sprung a leak and in spite of all the
men could do they could not pump out the water fast enough.
The captain called the men to him and told them that he
had taken observations and bearings and said unless the
leak was stopped in ten hours the boat would be at the
bottom of the sea. 'I want a man who will volunteer his
130 "GIVE ATTENDANCE TO READING"
"The time will come when there will be a rap on the
" 'Who are you?'
"'I didn't send for you. Why do you come here?'
" 'Nobody sends for me. I choose my own time. If I
waited for people to send for me I would never come.'
"'But don't come in now, Death.'
"'I am coming in. I have waited for a long time. I
have held a mortgage on you for fifty years, and I've come
" 'But, ah, Death, I'm not ready.'
I've come [to take
you. You must
" 'De a t h !
Death! Go get my
pocke tbook, ' there!
Go get my bankbook!
Go get the key to my
safety deposit box!
Take my gold watch,
my jewelry, my lands,
my home, everything
I've got, I'll give all
"BUT DEATH SATS, TVE COME FOB You'" to you if you'll only
"But Death says, 'I've come for you. I don't want
your money or your land or anything that you have. You
must come with me.'
'"Death! Death! Don't blow that icy breath upon
me. Don't crowd me against the wall!'
" 'You must come! You have a week you have five
days you have one day you have twelve hours you
have one hour you have thirty minutes you have ten
minutes you have one minute you have thirty seconds
"Now the servant of Naaman
entered the hut of
the Prophet Eli-
sha and found
perched up on
a stool, wri
ing on Pa-
t just said
'Tell him to
bathe in the Jordan seven
times now BEAT IT 1
BEAT IT! 1
So the servant went
back, and Naaman ,\
said, 'Well did you \\
see him ?'
And the servant said,
'Yes, but he's a queer old
duck he said for you to
bathe in the Jordan seven
But he went right ahead!
First he stuck one toe in
and shivered but finally
-He held onto his nose and
shut his eyes and down he
went in all over I
Naaman thought he'd take a chance
so he went down to the river
bank and got off hi. clothes
and probably about t'-ie frst
thing he did was to stub his toe
against a big rock!
And then like as not
one of those big sand
flies sat right down be-
tween his shoulder blades !
And then up he came
and stamped and pounded
and spluttered and got
the water out of
And nothing had happened
except that his sores began
to itch but when he had dipped
seven times his flesh was made whole
WAS HEALED !
A CARICATURE OP BILLY SUNDAY'S EMPHATIC WAY OF PREACHING
If nine-tenths of you were as weak physically as you are spiritually,
you couldn't walk. BILLY SUNDAY.
IF, as has been often said, inspiration is chiefly perspira-
tion, then there is no doubting the inspiration of Rev.
William A. Sunday, D.D. Beyond question he is the
most vigorous speaker on the public platform today. One
editor estimates that he travels a mile over his platform in
every sermon he delivers. There is no other man to liken
him to: only an athlete hi the pink of condition could endure
the gruelling exertions to which he subjects himself every
day of his campaigns. The stranger who sees him for the
first time is certain that he is on the very edge of a complete
collapse; but as that same remark has been made for years
past, it is to be hoped that the physical instrument may be
equal to its task for a long time to come.
People understand with their eyes as well as with their
ears; and Sunday preaches to both. The intensity of his
physical exertions gestures is hardly an adequate word-
certainly enhances the effect of the preacher's earnestness.
No actor on the dramatic stage works so hard. Such
passion as dominates Sunday cannot be simulated; it
is the soul pouring itself out through eve.ry pore of the
Some of the platform activities of Sunday make specta-
tors gasp. He races to and fro across the platform. Like
a jack knife he fairly doubles up in emphasis. One hand
smites the other. His foot stamps the floor as if to destroy
it. Once I saw him bring his clenched fist down so hard on
the seat of a chair that I feared the blood would flow and
the bones be broken. No posture is too extreme for this
restless gymnast. Yet it all seems natural. Like his speech,
136 "GIVE ATTENDANCE TO READING"
It has never built a hospital for the crushed and sick. It
has never dried tears. It has never built a mission for the
rescue of the down-and-out. It wouldn't take a ream, or
a quire, or a sheet, or even a line of paper to write down what
infidelity has done to better and gladden the world.
"What has infidelity done to benefit the world? What
has it ever done to help humanity in any way? It never
built a school, it never built a church, it never built an
asylum or a home for the poor. It never did anything for
the good of man. I challenge the combined forces of
unbelief. They have failed utterly.
"Well may Christianity stand today and point to its
hospitals, its churches and its schools with their towers
and the spires pointing to the source of their inspiration and
say: 'These are the works that I do/
"I would rather have been a French peasant and worn
wooden shoes; I would rather have lived in a hut, with a
vine growing over the door and grapes growing and ripening
in the autumn sun; I would rather have been that peasant,
with my wife and children by my side and the open Bible
on my knees, at peace with the world and at peace with
God; I would rather have been that poor peasant and gone
down at least in the promiscuity of the dust, with the
certainty that my name was written in the Lamb's book of
life than to have been that brilliant infidel whose tricks of
oratory charmed thousands and sent souls to hell."
The Faithful Pilot
"Some years ago a harbor pilot in Boston, who had held
a commission for sixty-five years (you know the harbor
pilots and the ocean pilots are different). For sixty-five
years he had guided ships in and out of the Boston harbor,
but his time to die had come. Presently the watchers at
his bedside saw that he was trying to sit up, and they
aided him. 'I see a light/ he said.
"'Is it the Minot light?' they asked him.
"'No, that is first white and then red; this one is all
it is an integral part of the man. Every muscle of his body
preaches in accord with his voice.
Be it whispered, men like this unconventional sort of
earnestness. Whenever they are given a chance, most men
are prone to break the trammels of sober usage. I never
yet have met a layman who has been through a Billy Sunday
campaign who had a single word of criticism of the platform
gymnastics of the evangelist. Their reasoning is something
like this: On the stage, where men undertake to represent
a character or a truth, they use all arts and spare themselves
not at all. Why should not a man go to greater lengths
when dealing with living
realities of the utmost im-
Sunday is a physical
sermon. In a unique sense
he glorifies God with his
body. Only a physique
kept in tune by clean living
and right usage could re-
spond to the terrific and
unceasing demands which
Sunday makes upon it.
When in a sermon he
alludes to the man who acts
no better than a four-footed brute, Sunday is for an instant
down on all fours on the platform and you see that brute.
As he pictures a man praying he sinks to his knees for a
single moment. When he talks of the death-bed penitent
as a man waiting to be pumped full of embalming fluid, he
cannot help going through the motions of pumping in the
fluid. He remarks that death-bed repentance is "burning
the candle of life in the service of the devil, and then blowing
the smoke in God's face" and the last phrase is accom-
panied by "pfouff!" In a dramatic description of the
marathon he pictures the athlete falling prostrate at the
goal and thud! there lies the evangelist prone on the
SUNDAY is FOR AN INSTANT DOWN ON
142 ACROBATIC PREACHING
"I will tell you many young people are good in the
beginning, but they are like the fellow that was killed by
falling off a skyscraper they stop too quick. They go one
day like a six-cylinder automobile with her carbureters
working; the next day they stroll along like a fellow walking
through a graveyard reading the epitaphs on the tomb-
stones. It is the false ideals that strew the shores with
wrecks, eagerness to achieve success in realms we can not
reach that breeds half the ills that curse today. One
hundred years from tonight what difference will it make
whether you are rich or poor; whether learned or illiterate.
" ' It matters little where I was born,
Whether my parents were rich or poor;
Whether they shrunk from the cold world's scorn,
Or lived in pride of wealth secure.
But whether I live an honest man,
And hold my integrity firm in my clutch;
I tell you my neighbor as plain as I can,
That matters much.'
"The engineer is bigger than the locomotive, because
he runs it.
"Do your best and you will never wear out shoe leather
looking for a job. Do your best, and you will never become
blind reading 'Help Wanted' ads in a newspaper. Be like the
fellow that went to college and tacked the letter V up over
his door in his room. He was asked what that stood for,
and he said valedictorian, and he went out carrying the
valedictory with him.
" 'If I were a cobbler, best of all cobblers I would be.
If I were a tinker, no tinker beside should mend an old tea kettle for me.' "
In dealing with the unreality of many preachers, Sunday
pictures a minister as going to the store to buy groceries
for his wife, but using his pulpit manner, his pulpit tone of
voice and his pulpit phraseology. This is so true to life
that it convulses every congregation that hears it. In these
"The Old-Time Religion"
I am an old-fashioned preacher of the old-time religion, that has warmed
this cold world's heart for two thousand years. BILLY SUNDAY.
MODERN to the last minute Sunday's methods may
be, but his message is unmistakably the " old-tune
religion." He believes his beliefs without a ques-
tion. There is no twilight zone in his intellectual processes;
no mental reservation in his preaching. He is sure that man
is lost without Christ, and that only by the acceptance of
the Saviour can fallen humanity find salvation. He is as sure
of hell as of heaven, and for all modernized varieties of
religion he has only vials of scorn.
In no single particular is Sunday's work more valuable
than in its revelation of the power of positive conviction to
attract and convert multitudes. The world wants faith.
" Intolerant," cry the scholars of Sunday; but the hungry
myriads accept him as their spiritual guide to peace, and joy,
and righteousness. The world wants a religion with salva-
tion in it; speculation does not interest the average man who
seeks deliverance from sin hi himself and in the world. He
does not hope to be evoluted into holiness; he wants to be
"Modernists" sputter and fume and rail at Sunday
and his work: but they cannot deny that he leads men and
women into new lives of holiness, happiness and helpfulness.
Churches are enlarged and righteousness is promoted, all
by the old, blood-stained way of the Cross. The revivals
which have followed the preaching of Evangelist Sunday
are supplemental to the Book of the Acts. His theology is
summed up in the words Peter used hi referring to Jesus:
" There is none other Name under heaven given among men
whereby we must be saved."
" Hitting the Sawdust Trail "
Come and accept my Christ. BILLY SUNDAY.
PIONEERS are necessarily unconventional. America
has done more than transform a wilderness into a
nation: in the process she has created new forms of
life and of speech. Back from the frontier has come a new,
terse, vigorous and pictorial language. Much of it has
found its way into the dictionaries. The newer West uses
the word " trail" first employed to designate the traces
left by traveling Indians to designate a path. The
lumbermen ^commonly call the woods roads " trails."
Imagine a lumberman lost in the big woods. He has
wandered,~bewildered, for days. Death stares him in the
face. Then, spent and affrighted, he comes to a trail.
And the trail leads to life; it is the way home.
There we have the origin of the expression "Hitting
the sawdust trail," used in Mr. Sunday's meetings as a
term similar to the older stereotyped phrases: "Going
forward"; "Seeking the altar." The more conventional
method, used by the other evangelists, is to ask for a show
Out in the Puget Sound country, where the sawdust
aisles and the rough tabernacle made an especial appeal to
the woodsmen, the phrase "Hitting the sawdust trail"
came into use in Mr. Sunday's meetings. The figure was
luminous. For was not this the trail that led the lost to
salvation, the way home to the Father's house?
The metaphor appealed to the American public, which
relishes all that savors of our people's most primitive life.
Besides, the novel designation serves well the taste of a
nation which is singularly reticent concerning its finer
feelings, and delights to cloak its loftiest sentiments beneath
"HITTING THE SAWDUST TRAIL"
A collarless, ragged, weak-faced slave of dissipation is
next in line to a beautiful girl in the dew of her youth.
An old, white-wooled negro, leaning on a staff, is led for-
ward. Then a little child. Here are veritably all sorts
and conditions of people.
In the particular session I am describing, a big dele-
gation of railroad
men is present, and
the evangelist keeps
turning to them,
with an occasional
"Come on, Erie!"
The memories of his
own days as a rail-
road brakeman are
within him, and he
seizes a green lan-
tern and waves it.
"A clear track
these men he is most
them also with a
white railroad flag
which he has taken
from the decora-
tions. When the -^ COLLARLESS, WEAK-FACED SLAVE OF DISSIPA-
, TION IS NEXT IN LlNE TO A BEAUTIFUL GlRL
master mechanic IN THE DEW OF HER YOUTH
"hits the trail"
there is cheering from the crowd, and Sunday himself
shows a delight that was exhibited over none of the
society folk who came forward.
Rare and remarkable as are these scenes in religious
history, they occur nightly in the Sunday tabernacle. Two
hundred, three hundred, five hundred, one thousand con-
verts are common.
172 THE SERVICE OF SOCIETY
To a student of these campaigns, it seems as if business
has sensed, better than the preachers, the economic waste of
A careful and discriminating thinker, the Rev. Joseph
H. Odell, D.D., formerly pastor of the Second Presbyterian
Church of Scranton, wrote an estimate of Billy Sunday and
his work for The Outlook, in which he explains why his
church, which had been opposed to the coming of the
evangelist, reversed its vote:
Testimony, direct and cumulative, reached the ears of
the same refined and reverent men and women. The young
business men, even those from the great universities, paused
to consider. The testimony that changed the attitudes of
the Church came from judges, lawyers, heads of corporations
and well-known society leaders in their respective communi-
ties. The testimony was phenomenally concurrent hi this:
that, while it did not endorse the revivalist's methods, or
accept his theological system, or condone his roughness and
rudeness, it proved that the preaching produced results.
1 ' Produced results ! ' ' Every one understood the phrase ;
hi the business world it is talismanic. As the result of the
Billy Sunday campaigns anywhere and everywhere drunk-
ards became sober, thieves became honest, multitudes
of people engaged themselves in the study of the Bible,
thousands confessed their faith in Jesus Christ as the Saviour
of the world, and all the quiescent righteousness of the
community grew brave and belligerent against vice, intem-
perance, gambling, and political dishonesty.
During the last week of February I went to Pittsburgh
for the purpose of eliciting interest in the candidacy of J. Ben-
jamin Dimmick for the nomination of United States Senator.
Billy Sunday had closed his Pittsburgh campaign a few days
earlier. My task was easy. A group of practical politicians
met Mr. Dimmick at dinner. They were the men who had
worked the wards of Allegheny County on behalf of Penrose
and the liquor interests for years. Together they were worth
many thousands of votes to any candidate; in fact, they
were the political balance of power in that county. They
knew everything that men could know about the ballot, and
i AM DOOrWTIC-THE
OSPEL OF CHRIST is
I STAND FIRM
IN MY BELIEF THAT
THE BIBLE is THE WORD or
GOD *ND I BELIEVE IN HELL"
WITH FIRE AND
IT IS NOT
AND THEY WONT
SERVE YOU /\NY
BOOZE ON A
EVERT MUSCLE IN His BODY PREACHES IN ACCORD WITH His VOICE.
The Service of Society
A lot of people think a man needs a new grandfather, sanitation, and a
new shirt, when what he needs is a new heart. BILLY SUNDAY.
SOME day a learned university professor, with a string
of titles after his name, will startle the world by breaking
away from the present conventionalism in sociology,
and will conduct elaborate laboratory experiments in human
betterment on the field of a Billy Sunday campaign. His
conclusion will surely be that the most potent force for the
service of society the shortest, surest way of bettering the
human race is by the fresh, clear, sincere and insistent
preaching of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
Of course, the New Testament has been teaching that
for nearly twenty centuries, but the world has not yet
comprehended the practicability of the program. Your
learned professor may prove, by literally thousands of
incidents, that honesty, chastity, brotherliness, and idealism
have been more definitely promoted by revivals of religion
than by legislative or educational programs. All that
the social reformers of our day desire may be most quickly
secured by straight-out preaching of the Gospel. The short-
cut to a better social order is by way of converted men and
women. And when a modern scholar comes to demonstrate
this he will draw largely upon the aftermath of the Sunday
campaigns for his contemporaneous evidence.
If there is one phrase which, better than another, can
describe a Billy Sunday campaign it is "restitution and
righteousness." In season and out, the evangelist insists
upon a changed life as the first consequence of conversion.
His message runs on this wise:
"You ought to live so that every one who comes near
you will know that you are a Christian. Do you? Does
THE SERVICE OF SOCIETY
your milkman know that you are a Christian? Does the
man who brings your laundry know that you belong to
church? Does the man who hauls away your ashes know
that you are a Christian? Does your newsboy know that
you have religion? Does the butcher know that you are
on your way to heaven? Some of you buy meat on Saturday
night, and have him deliver it Sunday morning, just to save
a little ice, and
then you wonder
why he doesn't go
"If you had
to get into heaven
on the testimony
of your washer-
woman, could you
make it? If your
on what your
about your relig-
ion, would you
land? If your
husband had to
to heaven on the
testimony of his
stenographer, could he do it? If his salvation depended
on what his clerks tell about him, would he get there? A
man ought to be as religious in business as he is in church.
He ought to be as religious in buying and selling as he is
" There are so many church members who are not even
known in their own neighborhood as Christians. Out in
Iowa where a meeting was held, a man made up his mind
that he would try to get an old sinner into the Kingdom,
DOES YOUR NEWSBOY KNOW THAT You
HAVE RELIGION? "
Giving the Devil His Due
I know there is a devil for two reasons; first, the Bible declares it; and
second I have done business with him. BILLY SUNDAY.
THE Prince of Darkness was no more real to Martin
Luther, when he flung his ink-well at the devil, than
he is to Billy Sunday. He seems never long out of
the evangelist's thought. Sunday regards him as his most
personal and individual foe. Scarcely a day passes that he
does not direct his attention publicly to the devil. He
addresses him and defies him, and he cites Satan as a suffi-
cient explanation for most of the world's afflictions.
There are many delicate shadings and degrees and
differentiations in theology but Billy Sunday does not
know them. He never speaks hi semitones, nor thinks in
a nebulous way. His mind and his word are at one with his
base-ball skill a swift, straight passage between two points.
With him men are either sheep or goats; there are no
hybrids. Their destination is heaven or hell, and their
master is God or the devil.
He believes in the devil firmly, picturesquely; and
fights him without fear. His characterizations of the devil
are hair-raising. As a matter of fact it is far easier for the
average man, close down to the ruck and red realities of
life, to believe hi the devil, whose work he well knows,
than it is for the cloistered man of books. The mass of the
people think hi the same sort of strong, large, elemental
terms as Billy Sunday. The niceties of language do not
bother them; they are the makers and users of that fluid
speech called slang.
William A. Sunday is an elemental. Sophistication
would spoil him. He is dead sure of a few truths of first
magnitude. He believes without reservation or qualifica-
GIVING THE DEVIL HIS DUE
Don't you ever think for a minute that the devil
isn't on the job all the time. He has been rehearsing for
thousands of years, and when you fool around in his back
yard he will pat you on the back and tell you that you
Til fight the devil in my own way and I don't want
people to growl that I am not doing it right.
The devil comes to me sometimes. Don't think that
because I am a
preacher the devil
doesn't bother me
any. The devil
comes around reg-
ularly, and I put
on the gloves and
get busy right
I owe God
every thing; I owe
the devil nothing
except the best
fight I can put up
I assault the
and I expect no
quarter and I give
I am in favor
of everything the devil is against, and I am against every-
thing the devil is in favor of the dance, the booze, the
brewery, my friends that have cards in their homes. I am
against everything that the devil is hi favor of, and I favor
everything the devil is against, no matter what it is. If
you know which side the devil is on, put me down on the
other side any time.
Hell is the highest reward that the devil can offer
you for being a servant of his.
"I AM AGAINST EVERYTHING THAT THE DEVIL
is IN FAVOR OF"
GIVING THE DEVIL HIS DUE 183
tion in the Christ who saved him and reversed his life's
direction. Upon this theme he has preached to millions.
Also he is sure that there is a devil, and he rather delights
hi telling old Satan out loud what he thinks of him. Mean-
ness, in Satan, sinner or saint, he hates and says so in the
language of the street, which the common people under-
stand. He usually perturbs some fastidious folk who think
that literary culture and religion are essentially interwoven.
v Excoriation of the devil is not Sunday's masterpiece.
He reaches his height in exaltation of Jesus Christ. He is
surer of his Lord than he is of the devil. It is his bed-rock
belief that Jesus can save anybody, from the gutter bum to
the soul-calloused, wealthy man of the world, and make
them both new creatures. With heart tenderness and really
yearning love he holds aloft the Crucified as the world's
only hope. That is why his gospel breaks hearts of stone
and makes Bible-studying, praying church workers out of
strange assortments of humanity.
The following passages will show how familiarly and
frequently Sunday treats of the devil:
The devil isn't anybody's fool. You can bank on
that. Plenty of folks will tell you there isn't any devil-
that he is just a figure of speech; a poetic personification of
the sin in our natures. People who say that and especially
all the time-serving, hypocritical ministers who say it are
liars. They are calling the Holy Bible a lie. I'll believe
the Bible before I'll believe a lot of time-serving, society-
fied, tea-drinking, smirking preachers. No, sir! You take
God's word for it, there is a devil, and a big one, too.
Oh, but the devil is a smooth guy! He always was,
and he is now. He is right on his job all the time, winter
and summer. Just as he appeared to Christ in the wilder-
ness, he is right in this tabernacle now, trying to make
you sinners indifferent to Christ's sacrifice for your salva-
tion. When the invitation is given, and you start to get
CRITICS AND CRITICISM 191
broadly speaking, are for him, and so are their pastors.
This might be attributed to partisanship, for certainly
Sunday is promoting the work of the Church; but what is
to be said when Provost Edgar F. Smith of the University
of Pennsylvania comes out in an unqualified endorsement
of the man and his work; or such an acute lawyer and dis-
tinguished churchman as George Wharton Pepper of Phila-
delphia, well known in the councils of the Protestant Epis-
copal Church, gives his hearty approval to Sunday?
Consider the letter which Secretary of State Bryan
wrote to Sunday after hearing him at the Pittsburgh Taber-
THE SECRETARY OF STATE.
Washington, January 12, 1914.
MY DEAR SUNDAY: Having about four hours in Pitts-
burgh last night, my wife and I attended your meeting and so
we heard and felt the powerful sermon which you delivered.
We noted the attention of that vast audience and watched
the people, men and women, old and young, who thronged
about you in response to your appeal. Mrs. Eryan had never
heard you, and I had heard only a short afternoon address.
Last night you were at your best. I cannot conceive of your
surpassing that effort in effectiveness.
Do not allow yourself to be disturbed by criticism.
God is giving you souls for your hire and that is a sufficient
answer. Christ called attention to the fact that both he
and John the Baptist had to meet criticism because they were
so much unlike in manner. No man can do good without
making enemies, but yours as a rule will be among those who
do not hear you. Go on, and may the Heavenly Father
use you for many years to come, as he has for many years
past, and bring multitudes to know Christ as he presented
himself when he said, "I am the way, the truth and the life."
Am sorry we could not see you personally, but we left
because we found that we were discovered. Some insisted
upon shaking hands and I was afraid I might become a
cause of disturbance. Mrs. Bryan joins me in regards to
Mrs. Sunday and yourself.
W. J. BRYAN.
Critics and Criticism
Some preachers need the cushions of their chairs upholstered oftener
than they need their shoes half-soled. BILLY SUNDAY.
IT is only when the bull's eye is hit that the bell rings.
The preacher who never gets a roar out of the forces
of unrighteousness may well question whether he is
shooting straight. One of the most significant tributes to
the Evangelist Sunday is the storm of criticism which rages
about his head. It is clear that at least he and his message
are not a negligible quantity.
This book certainly holds no brief for the impeccability
and invulnerability of Billy Sunday. Yet we cannot be
blind to the fact he has created more commotion in the
camp of evil than any other preacher of his generation.
Christians are bound to say "We love him for the enemies
he has made." He hits harder at all the forces that hurt
humanity and hinder godliness than any other living
warrior of God.
The forces of evil pay Billy Sunday the compliment of
an elaborately organized and abundantly financed assault
upon him. He is usually preceded and followed hi his
campaigns by systematic attacks which aim to undermine
and discredit him. A weekly paper, issued in Chicago,
appears to be devoted wholly to the disparaging of Billy
In rather startling juxtaposition to that statement is
the other that many ministers have publicly attacked
Sunday. This is clearly within their right. He is a public
issue and fairly in controversy. As he claims the right of
free speech for himself he cannot deny it to others. Some
of his critics among the clergy object to evangelism in
general, some to his particular methods, some to his forms
192 CRITICS AND CRITICISM
One need be surprised at nothing in connection with
such a personality as Billy Sunday, yet surely there is no
precedent for this resolution, adopted by the Pittsburgh
City Council, while he was hi that city:
WHEREAS, The Rev. William A. Sunday and his party
have been hi the city of Pittsburgh for the past eight weeks,
conducting evangelistic services, and the Council of the
city being convinced of the immense good which has been
accomplished through his work for morality, good citizen-
ship and religion, therefore be it
Resolved, That the Council of the city of Pittsburgh
express its utmost confidence in Mr. Sunday and all of the
members of his party; and be it further
Resolved, That it does hereby express to them its
appreciation of all the work that has been done, and extends
to Mr. Sunday its most cordial wishes for his future success.
While the adverse critics are doing all hi their power to
discredit him as he goes from place to place, Sunday's friends
also are not idle. In Scranton, for instance, before the
campaign opened, men in nearly all walks of life received
letters from men in corresponding callings in Pittsburgh
bearing tribute to Billy Sunday. Thus, bankers would
inclose hi their correspondence from Pittsburgh an earnest
recommendation of Sunday and a suggestion that the
bankers of Scranton stand squarely to his support. The
local Scranton plumber heard from a plumbers' supply
house; labor union men heard from their fellows in Pitts-
burgh; lawyers and doctors, and a host of businessmen, had
letters from personal friends in Pittsburgh, telling what
Sunday had done for that community, and hi many cases
bearing personal testimony to what his message had meant
to the writers.
This is nearer to effective organization than the Chris-
tian forces of the country commonly get. This form of
propaganda did not bulk large in the public eye, but it
created a splendid undercurrent of sentiment; for Banker
CRITICS AND CRITICISM 195
entire effect of his work upon the public. Partial judgments
are sure to be incorrect judgments.
Billy Sunday succeeds in making clear to all his hearers
indeed he impresses them so deeply that the whole city talks
of little else for weeks that God has dealings with every
man; and that God cares enough about man to provide for
him a way of escape from the terrible reality of sin, that way
being Jesus Christ.
When a preacher succeeds in lodging that conviction
in the minds of the multitudes, he is heaven's messenger.
Whether he speak in Choctaw, Yiddish, Bostonese or in the
slang of Chicago, is too trivial a matter to discuss. We do
not inspect the wardrobe or the vocabulary of the hero who
rides before the flood, urging the people to safety in the
PLAIN SPEECH FROM SUNDAY HIMSELF
The hour is come; come for something else. It has
come for plainness of speech on the part of the preacher.
If you have anything to antagonize, out with it; specify sins
and sinners. You can always count on a decent public to
right a wrong, and any public that won't right a wrong is
a good one to get out of.
Charles Finney went to Europe to preach, and in Lon-
don a famous free-thinker's wife went to hear him. The free-
thinker's wife noticed a great change in him; he was more
kind, more affectionate, more affable, less abusive and she
said, "I know what is the matter with you; you have been
to hear that man from America preach." And he said,
"Wife, that is an insult; that man Finney don't preach; he
just makes plain what the other fellows preach." Now the
foremost preacher of his day was Paul. What he preached
of his day was not so much idealism as practicality; not
so much theology, homiletics, exegesis or didactics, but a
manner of life. I tell you there was no small fuss about his
way of teaching. When Paul was on the job the devil
was awake. There is a kind of preaching that will never
arouse the devil.
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God so impotent that he can only throw down card houses
when all the signs are right! They decline to magnify his
power for fear they will overdo it! And if they accidentally
make a strong assertion as to his power, they immediately
neutralize it by "as it were," or "in a measure, perhaps!"
You make a man feel as though God was stuck on him
and you '11 be a
sort of a preacher
with that fellow.
preachers were as
true to their trust
as John the Bap-
tist, they might be
turned out to
grass, but they'd
lay up treasures
for themselves in
find their authority
dinary methods hi
the lowering of a
"WE'VE GOT A BUNCH OP PREACHERS BREAKING naralvtipthroiiffh a
THEIR NECKS TO PLEASE A LOT OP OLD F**J* -w**v^ua
SOCIETY DAMES " roof, as told of in
the Bible. If that
isn't sensationalism, then trot some out.
If God could convert the preachers the world would be
saved. Most of them are a lot of evolutionary hot-air
We've got churches, lots of them. We've got preachers,
seminaries, and they are turning out preachers and putting
them into little theological molds and keeping them there
until they get cold enough to practice preaching.
The reason some ministers are not more interested in
A Clean Man on Social Sins
There are a good many things worse than living and dying an old maid,
and one of them is marrying the wrong man. BILLY SUNDAY.
SUNDAY'S trumpet gives no uncertain sound on plain,
every-day righteousness. He is like an Old Testa-
ment prophet in his passion for clean conduct. No
phase of his work is more notable than the zeal for right
living which he leaves behind him. His converts become
partisans of purity.
Sunday's own mind is clean. He does not, as is some-
times the case, make his pleas for purity a real ministry of
evil. In the guise of promoting purity he does not pander
to pruriency. As outspoken as the Bible upon social sin,
he yet leaves an impression so chaste that no father would
hesitate to take his boy to the big men's meeting which
Sunday holds in every campaign; and every woman who
has once heard him talk to women would be glad to have
her daughter hear him also.
The verdict of all Christians who have studied condi-
tions in a community after one of the Sunday campaigns is
that Sunday has been like a thunder storm that has cleared
the moral atmosphere. Life is sweeter and safer and more
beautiful for boys and girls after this man has dealt plainly
with social sins and temptations. Of course, it is more
important to clean up a neighborhood's mind than its
Even in cold print one may feel somewhat of the
power of the man's message on "The Moral Leper."
A PLAIN TALK TO MEN
"Rejoice, O young man, hi thy youth; and let thy
heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in
A CLEAN MAN ON SOCIAL SINS 207
could only reveal the heart of every one of them! In most
you would find despair and disease.
How little he thinks when he is nursing that lust that
he is nursing a demon which, like a vampire, will suck his
blood and wreck his life and blacken and blight his existence.
And if any little children are born to him, they will be weak
anemics without the proper blood hi their veins to support
them. Our young men ought to be taught that no sum they
can leave to a charitable institution can blot out the deeds
of an ignominious life. You don't have to look far for the
reason why so many young men fail; why they go through
life weak, ambitionless, useless.
Let's be common folks together today. Let's be men,
and talk sense.
As a rule a man wants something better for his children
than he has had for himself. My father died before I was
born and I lived with my grandfather. He smoked, but he
didn't want me to. He chewed, but he didn't want me to.
He drank, but he didn't want me to. He cussed, but he
didn't want me to. He made wine that would make a man
fight his own mother after he had drunk it. I remember how
I used to find the bottles and suck the wine through a straw
or an onion top.
One day a neighbor was in and my grandfather asked
him for a chew. He went to hand it back, and I wanted
some. He said I couldn't have it. I said I wanted it any-
how, and he picked me up and turned me across his knee
and gave me a crack that made me see stars as big as
If there is a father that hits the booze, he doesn't want
his son to. If he is keeping some one on the side, he doesn't
want his son to. In other words, you would not want your
son to live like you if you are not living right.
An old general was at the bedside of his dying daughter.
He didn't believe in the Bible and his daughter said, "What
214 A CLEAN MAN ON SOCIAL SINS
banishment of Ben Hur and the disintegration of that family
life and estate, and the return of Ben Hur from his exile.
He goes past his old home. The blinds are closed and drawn
and all is deserted. He lies down upon the door-step and
falls asleep. His mother and sister have been hi the leper
colony and are dying of leprosy and only waiting the tune
when they will be covered with the remains of others who
have come there. So they have come to the city to get
bread and secure water, and they see their son and brother
lying on the door-step of their old home. They dare not
awaken him for fear anguish at learning of their fate would be
more than he could bear. They dare not touch him because
it is against the law, so they creep close to him and put their
leprous lips against his sandal-covered feet. They then
go back again with the bread and water for which they had
Presently Ben Hur awakens and rubs his eyes and sees
great excitement. (This part of the story is mine.) Along
comes a blear-eyed, old, whisky-soaked degenerate and Ben
Hur asks him what is the trouble, what is the excitement
about, and he says: "A couple of lepers have been cleansed,
but there is nothing to that, just some occult power, it's all
a fake." Ben Hur goes farther on and hears about this won-
der, and they say it is nothing; nothing, some long-haired
evangelist who says his name is Jesus Christ; it's all a fake.
Then Ben Hur goes farther and discovers that it is Jesus of
Nazareth and that he has cleansed Ben Hur's own mother
and sister. He hears the story and acknowledges the
/ The Leprosy of Sin ^
The lepers had to cry, "Unclean! Unclean !" in those
days to warn the people. They were compelled by law to do
that: also they were compelled by law to go on the side of
the street toward which the wind was blowing lest the breeze
bring the germs of their body to the clean and infect them
with the disease. And the victim of this disease was com-
226 A CLEAN MAN ON SOCIAL SINS
it must be, at the end of your earthly career, to look back
upon a noble and godly life, knowing you did all you could
to help leave this old world to God and made your contri-
butions in tears and in prayers and taught your offspring
to be God-fearing, so that when you went you would continue
to produce your noble character in your children.
Maternity Out of Fashion
Society has just about put maternity out of fashion.
When you stop to consider the average
society woman I do not think maternity
has lost anything. The humbler children
are raised by their mothers instead of being
turned over to a governess.
There are too many girls who marry
for other causes than love. I think am-
bition, indulgence and laziness lead more
girls to the altar than love girls not
actuated by love, but simply willing to pay
the price of wifehood to wear fine clothes.
They are not moved by the noble desires
of manhood or womanhood.
Some girls marry for novelty and some
girls marry for a home. Some fool mothers
encourage girls to marry for ease so they
"SOCIETY HAS JUST can go to the matinee and buzz around.
" Some fool girls marry for money and some
FASHION" girls marry for society, because by con-
necting their name with a certain family's
they go up a rung in the social ladder, and some girls marry
young bucks to reform them and they are the biggest fools
in the bunch, because the bucks would not marry the girls
to reform them.
You mothers are worse fools to encourage your daughter
to marry some old lobster because his father has money and
when he dies, maybe your daughter can have good clothes
and ride in an auto instead of hoofing it. Look at the
A CLEAN MAN ON SOCIAL SINS 223
That is why I like to have people come down to the
front and publicly acknowledge God. I like to have a
man have a definite experience in religion something to
A PLAIN TALK TO WOMEN
And I say to you, young girl, don't go with that godless,
God-forsaken, sneering young man that walks the streets
smoking cigarettes. He would not walk the streets with
you if you smoked cigarettes. But you say you will marry
him and reform him; he would not marry you to reform you.
Don't go to that dance. Don't you know that it is the most
damnable, low-down institution on the face of God's earth,
that it causes more ruin than anything this side of hell?
Don't you go with that young man; don't you go to that
dance. That is why we have so many whip-poor-will widows
around the country: they married some of these mutts to
reform them, and instead of doing that the undertaker got
them. I say, young girl, don't go to that dance; it has proven
to be the moral graveyard that has caused more ruination
than anything that was ever spewed out of the mouth of
hell. Don't go with that young fellow for a joy ride at mid-
Girls, when some young fellow comes up and asks you
the greatest question that you will ever be asked or called
upon to answer, next to the salvation of your own soul,
what will you say? "Oh, this is so sudden!" That is all
a bluff; you have been waiting for it all the time.
But, girls, never mind now, get down to facts. When
he asks you the greatest question, the most important one
that any girl is ever asked, next to the salvation of her soul,
just say, "Sit down and let me ask you three questions. I
want to ask you these three questions and if I am satisfied
with your answer, it will determine my answer to your ques-
tion. 'Did you believe me to be virtuous when you came
here to ask me to be your wife?" "Oh, yes, I believed you to
be virtuous. That's the reason I came here. You are like
"Help Those Women"
If the womanhood of America had been no better than its manhood* the
devil would have had the country fenced in long ago. BILLY SUNDAY.
THE average American is somewhat of a sentimentalist.
"Home, Sweet Home," is an American song. No
people, except possibly the Irish, respond more
readily to the note of "Mother" than the Americans. No
other nation honors womanhood so greatly. We are really
a chivalrous people.
In this respect, as in so many others, Sunday is true
to type. His sermons abound with passages which express
the best American sentiment toward womanhood. It is
good for succeeding generations that such words as the
following should be uttered in the ears of tens and hun-
dreds of thousands of young people, and reprinted hi scores
and hundreds of newspapers.
The story of Moses is one of the most beautiful and
fascinating in all the world. It takes a hold on us and
never for an instant does it lose its interest, for it is so
graphically told that once heard it is never forgotten.
I have often imagined the anxiety with which that
child was born, for he came into the world with the sen-
tence of death hanging over him, for Pharaoh had decreed
that the male children should die. The mother defied even
the command of the king and determined that the child
should live, and right from the beginning the battle of
right against might was fought at the cradle.
Moses' mother was a slave. She had to work in the
brickyards or labor hi the field, but God was on her side
and she won, as the mother always wins with God on her
"HELP THOSE WOMEN" 233
her the last night the coffin stayed, and the next day the
pall-bearers and the hearse came. The others may have
slept soundly, but there was no sleep for you, and I can
imagine there was no sleep for Moses' mother.
"There are whips and tops and pieces of string
And shoes that no little feet ever wear;
There are bits of ribbon and broken wings
And tresses of golden hair.
'There are dainty jackets that never are worn
There are toys and models of ships;
There are books and pictures all faded and torn
And marked by finger tips
Of dimpled hands that have fallen to dust
Yet we strive to think that the Lord is just.
"Yet a feeling of bitterness fills our soul;
1 Sometimes we try to pray,
That the Reaper has spared so many flowers
And taken ours away.
And we sometimes doubt if the Lord can know
How our riven hearts did love them so
"But we think of our dear ones dead,
Our children who never grow old,
And how they are waiting and watching for us
In the city with streets of gold;
And how they are safe through all the years
From sickness and want and war.
We thank the great God, with falling tears,
For the things in the cabinet drawer." j
A Mother's Watchfulness
Others in the house might have slept, but not a
moment could she spare of the precious time allotted her
with her little one, and all through the night she must have
prayed that God would shield and protect her baby and
bless the work she had done and the step she was about to
Some people often say to me : "I wonder what the angels
236 "HELP THOSE WOMEN"
take care of my baby when I made the ark and put him
in it and put it in the water, but I never dreamed that you
would put him back into my arms to take care of, so I would
not have to work and slave hi the field and make brick and
be tortured almost to death for fear that the soldiers of
Pharaoh would find my baby and kill him. I never thought
you would soften the stony heart of Pharaoh and make him
pay me for what I would rather do than anything else hi this
world." I expect to meet Moses' mother in heaven, and I
am going to ask her how much old Pharaoh had to pay her
for that job. I think that's one of the best jokes, that old
sinner having to pay the mother to take care of her own baby.
But I tell you, if you give God a chance, he will fill your
heart to overflowing. Just give him a chance.
A Mother's Bravery
This mother had remarkable pluck. Everything was
against her but she would not give up. Her heart never
failed. She made as brave a fight as any man ever made
at the sound of the cannon or the roar of musketry.
"The bravest battle that wasWer fought,
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps of the world you'll find it not
'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
"Nay, not with cannon or battle shot,
With sword or noble pen,
Nay, not with the eloquent word or thought,
From the mouths of wonderful men.
"But deep in the walled-up woman's heart
Of women that would not yield.
But, bravely, silently bore their part
Lo, there is the battle-field.
"No marshaling troops, no bivouac song,
No banner to gleam and wave;
But oh, these battles they last so long
From babyhood to the grave."
Standing on the Rock
If a doctor didn't know any more about Materia Medica than the average
church member knows about the Bible, he'd be arrested for malpractice.
A PUBLISHER remarked to me that a BiUy Sunday
J-\ campaign did not create a demand for religious books
in general. With rather an air of fault-finding he
said, "You can't sell anything but Bibles to that Billy
That remark is illuminating. Billy Sunday does not
create a cult: he simply sends people back to the Bibles
of their mothers. His converts do not become disciples
of any particular school of interpretation: the Bible and
the hymn book are their only armory. It cannot be gain-
said that it is better to read the Bible than to read books
about the Bible. The work of Billy Sunday is not done with
a convert until he has inspired that person to a love and
loyalty for the old Book.
Such passages as this show the uncompromising loyalty
of Sunday to the Bible:
"Here is a book, God's Word, that I will put up against
all the books of all the ages. You can't improve on the
Bible. You can take all the histories of all the nations of
all the ages and cut out of them all that is ennobling, all
that is inspiring, and compile that into a common book,
but you cannot produce a work that will touch the hem of
the garment of the Book I hold in my hand. It is said,
' Why cannot we improve on the Bible? We have advanced
every thing else.' No, sir. 'Heaven and earth shall pass
away, but My Word shall not.' And so this old Book,
which is the Word of God, the Word of Jesus Christ, is the
book I intend to preach by everywhere. The religion that
THE STORY OF THE BRAZEN SERPENT
5. And the people spake
against God and against Moses,
Wherefore have ye brought us
up out of Egypt to die in the
wilderness? for there is no bread,
neither is there any water;
and our soul loatheth this
6. And the Lord sent fiery
serpents among the people, and
they bit the people; and much
people of Israel died.
7. Therefore the people came
to Moses and said, We have
sinned, for we have spoken
against the Lord, and against
thee; pray unto the Lord that
he take away the serpents
from us. And Moses prayed
for the people.
8. And the Lord said unto
Moses, Make thee a fiery ser-
pent, and set it upon a pole:
and it shall come to pass that
every one that is bitten, when
he looketh upon it, shall live.
9. And Moses made a ser-
pent of brass and put it upon
a pole and it came to pass, that
if a serpent had bitten any
man, when he beheld the ser-
pent of brass he lived.
The Jews were in Egyptian
bondage for years. God said
he would release them, but he
hadn't come. But God never
forgets. So he came and chose
Moses to lead them, and when
Moses got them out in the
wilderness they began to knock
and said, "Wno is this Moses
anyway? We don't know him.
Were there not enough graves
in Egypt?" and they said they
didn't like the white bread they
were getting and wanted the
onions and the leeks and the
garlic and melons of Egypt,
and they found fault. And God
sent the serpents and was going
to kill them all, but Moses
interceded and said, "Now see
here, God." But the Lord said,
"Get out of the way, Moses,
and let me kill them all." But
Moses said, "Hold on there,
Lord. That bunch would have
the laugh on you if you did
that. They'd say you brought
them out here and the com-
missary stores ran out and
you couldn't feed them, so
you just killed them all." So
God said, "All right, for your
sake, Moses, I won't," and he
said, "Moses, you go and set
up a brazen serpent in the
wilderness and that will be the
one thing that will save them
if they are bitten. They must
look or die."
252 STANDING ON THE ROCK
"'Who's that big stiff putting up that game of talk?'
asked David of his brothers.
"'Oh, he's the whole works; he's the head cheese of the
Philistines. He does that little stunt every day.'
"'Say,' said David, 'you guys make me sick. Why
don't some of you go out and soak that guy? You let him
get away with that stuff.' He decided to go out and tell
Goliath where to head in.
"So Saul said, 'You'd better take my armor and sword.'
David put them on, but he felt like a fellow with a hand-me-
down suit about four times too big for him, so he took them
off and went down to the brook and picked up a half dozen
stones. He put one of them in his sling, threw it, and soaked
Goliath in the coco between the lamps, and he went down
for the count. David drew his sword and chopped off his
block, and the rest of the gang beat it."
SUNDAY UTTERANCES ON THE BIBLE
The Bible is the Word of God. Nothing has ever been
more clearly established in the world today, and God
blesses every people and nation that reverence it. It ha&
stood the test of time. No book has so endured through the
ages. No book has been so hated. Everything the cunning
of man, philosophy, brutality, could contrive has been
done, but it has withstood them all.
There is no book which has such a circulation today.
Bibles are dropping from the press like the leaves in autumn.
There are 200,000,000 copies. It is read by all nations. It
has been translated into five hundred languages and dia-
No book ever came by luck or chance. Every book
owes its existence to some being or beings, and within the
range and scope of human intelligence there are but three
things good, bad, and God. All that originates in intellect,
all which the intellect can comprehend, must come from one
of the three. This book, the Bible, could not possibly be
the product of evil, wicked, godless, corrupt, vile men, for
Making a Joyful Noise
Don't look as if your religion hurt you. BILLY SUNDAY.
* f 1TJE hath put a new song hi my mouth." That is
real religion which sets the saints to singing.
Gloomy Christians are a poor advertisement of
the Gospel. There is nothing of gloom about a Billy Sun-
Shrewd students of the campaigns have often remarked
that there are so few tears and so much laughter at the
evangelist's services. There is scarcely one of Sunday's
sermons hi which he does not make the congregation laugh.
All of his work is attuned to the note of vitality, robustness
and happiness. Concerning the long-faced Christian Sun-
"Some people couldn't have faces any longer if they
thought God was dead. They ought to pray to stop look-
ing so sour. If they smile it looks like it hurts them, and
you're always glad when they stop smiling. If Paul and
Silas had had such long faces as some church members have
on them when they went into the Philippian jail, the jailer
would never have been saved. There never was a greater
mistake than to suppose that God wants you to be long-
faced when you put on your good clothes. You'd better
not fast at all if you give the devil all the benefit. God
wants people to be happy.
"The matter with a lot of you people is that your
religion is not complete. You have not yielded yourself
to God and gone out for God and God's truth. Why, I
am almost afraid to make some folks laugh for fear that I
will be arrested for breaking a costly piece of antique bric-a-
brac. You would think that if some people laughed it
would break their faces. I want to tell you that the
MAKING A JOYFUL "NOISE
furnishes not only the melodies but also a rare spectacle.
This splendid regiment of helpers seated back of the speaker
affects both the eyes and the ears of the audiences. Without
his choirs Sunday could scarcely conduct his great campaigns.
These helpers are all volunteers, and their steadfast loyalty
throughout weeks of strenuous meetings in all kinds of
weatheris a Christian
service of the first \7
ship in a Sunday
choir is in itself an
avocation, a social
and religious interest
that enriches the
lives of the choir
" belong" to some-
thing big and popular.
are made. The asso-
ciations first formed
in the Sunday choir
have in many cases
continued as the
most sacred relations
of life. The bright-
est spot in the monotony of many a young person's life has
been his or her membership in the Billy Sunday choir.
The choir also has the advantage of a musical drill and
experience which could be secured in no other fashion. All
the advantages of trained leadership are given hi return for
the volunteer service. Incidentally, the choir members
know that they are serving their churches and their com-
munities in a deep and far-reaching fashion.
OF THESE HIGH-PRICED SOPRANOS GET
UP IN CHURCH AND MAKE A NOISE
LIKE A HORSE NEIGHING."
THE PROPHET AND HIS OWN TIME 269
Church the putrefying abscess which is boring into its vitals.
About four out of every five who have their names on our
church records are doing absolutely nothing to bring any-
body to Christ and the Church is not a whit better for their
having lived hi it. Christians are making a great deal of
Lent. I believe in Lent. I'll tell you what kind, though.
I believe in a Lent that is kept 365 days in the year for Jesus
Christ. That is the kind I like to see. Some people will go
to hell sure if they die out of the Lenten season. I hate to
see a man get enough religion hi forty days to last him and
then live like the devil the rest of the year. If you can
reform for forty days you can reform for the year.
"The Jewish Church ran up against this snag and was
wrecked. The Roman Catholic Church ran up against it
and split. All of the churches today are fast approaching
the same doom.
"The dangers to the Church, as I see them, are assimila-
tion with the world, the neglect of the poor, substitution
of forms for godliness; and all summed up mean a fashionable
church with religion left out. Formerly Methodists used
to attend class meetings. Now these are abandoned in
many churches. Formerly shouts of praise were heard.
Now such holy demonstration is considered undignified.
Once in a while some good, godly sister forgets herself and
pipes out hi a falsetto, apologetic sort of, a key: 'Amen,
Brother Sunday/ I don't expect any of those ossified, petri-
fied, dyed-in-the-wool, stamped-on-the-cork Presbyterians
or Episcopalians to shout, 'Amen/ but it would do you good
and loosen you up. It won't hurt you a bit. You are hide-
bound. I think about half the professing Christians amount
to nothing as a spiritual force. They have a kind regard for
religion, but as for evangelical service, as for a cheerful
spirit of self-denial, as for prevailing prayer, willingness to
strike hard blows against the devil, they are almost a failure.
I read the other day of a shell which had been invented
which is hurled on a ship and when it explodes it puts all on
board asleep. I sometimes think one of these shells has hit
THOSE BILLY SUNDAY PRAYERS 273
into the city hall and bless the mayor, directors and all the
rest. We thank thee that the storm has passed. We
believe that we will learn a lesson of how helpless we are
before thee. How chesty we are when the sun shines and
the day is clear, but, oh! how helpless when the breath of
God comes and the snowflakes start to fall; when the floods
come we get on our knees and wring our hands and ask
mercy from thee. Oh, help us, O Lord.
"When the people get to hell I hope that nobody will
ever go there and I am trying my best to save them they
will know that they are there because they lived against
God. I am no there to injure them; I am not here to wreck
homes; I am here to tell them of the blessing you send down
when they are with you. We pray for the thousands and
thousands that will be saved."
"Thank you, Jesus. I came to you twenty-seven years
ago for salvation and I got salvation. Thank the Lord I
can look in the face of every man and woman of God every-
where and say that for all those years I have lived in
salvation. Not that I take any credit to myself for that;
it was nothing inherent in me; it was the power of God that
saved me and kept me.
"O Lord, sweep over this town and save the business
men of this community, the young men and women. O
God, save us all from the cesspools of hell and corruption.
Help me, Lord, as I hurl consternation into the ranks of
that miserable, God-forsaken crew who are feeding, fattening
and gormandizing on the people ! Get everybody interested
in honesty and decency and sobriety and make them fight
to the last ditch for God. There are too many cowards,
four-flushers hi the Church."
"O Jesus, we thank God that you came into this old
world to save sinners. Keep us, Lord. Hear us, O God,
ere we stumble on in darkness. Lead the hundreds here to
thy throne. Help the professing Christians who have not
Those Billy Sunday Prayers
I never preach a sermon until I have soaked it in prayer. BILLY
CONCERNING the prayers of Sunday there is little
to be said except to quote samples of them and let
the reader judge for himself.
That they are unconventional no one will deny; many
have gone farther and have said that they are almost
sacrilegious. The charge has often been made that the
evangelist addresses his prayers to the crowd instead of to
God. No one criticism has oftener been made of Mr. Sun-
day by sensitive and thoughtful ministers of the Gospel,
than that his public prayers seem to be lacking in funda-
The defender of Sunday rejoins, "He talks to
Jesus as familiarly as he talks to one of his associates."
Really, though, there is deep difference. His fellow-workers
are only fellow-workers, but of the Lord, "Holy and
reverend is his name." Many of the warmest admirers of
the evangelist do not attempt to defend all of his prayers.
Probably Sunday does not know that hi all the
Oriental, and some European, languages there is a special
form of speech reserved for royalty; and that it would be
an affront to address a king by the same term as the com-
moner. The outward signs of this mental attitude of
reverence hi prayer are unquestionably lacking in Sunday.
His usual procedure is to begin to pray at the end of
a sermon, without any interval or any prefatory remarks,
such as "Let us pray." For an instant, the crowd does
not realize that he is praying. He closes his eyes and says,
"Now Jesus, you know," and so forth, just as he would say
to the chorister, "Rody, what is the name of that delega-
JR., MR. AND MRB. SUNDAY AND PATTL,
The Revival on Trial
One spark of fire can do more to prove the power of powder than a
whole library written on the subject. BILLY SUNDAY.
T "T THAT Evangelist Sunday says to his congregations
\/\ is sometimes less significant than what he helps
his congregation to say to the world. Let us
take a sample meeting hi the Pittsburgh campaign, with
the tremendous deliverance which it made upon the sub-
ject of revivals and conversions.
A "sea of faces" is a petrified phrase, which means
nothing to most readers. Anybody who will stand on the
platform behind Billy Sunday at one of his great taber-
nacles understands it. More than twenty thousand faces,
all turned expectantly toward one man, confront you.
The faces rather than the hair predominate. There are
no hats in sight.
Like the billows along the shore, which may be
observed in detail, the nearer reaches of this human sea are
individualized. What a Madonna-face yonder girl has!
See the muscles of that young man's jaw working, hi the
intensity of his interest. The old man who is straining
forward, so as not to miss a word, has put a black and
calloused hand behind his ear. That gray-haired woman
with the lorgnette and rolls of false hair started out with
the full consciousness that she was a "somebody": watch
her wilt and become merely a tired, heart-hungry old
woman. And the rows and rows of undistinguished com-
monplace people, just like the crowds we meet daily hi the
Somehow, though, each seems here engaged hi an
individual transaction. A revival meeting accents per-
sonality. Twenty or thirty rows down the big congrega-
THE REVIVAL ON TRIAL
That is the result. He has to plow and plant and take care
of his farm before the crops come.
Religion needs a baptism of horse sense. That is just
pure horse sense. I believe there is no doctrine more dan-
gerous to the Church today than to convey the impression
that a revival is something peculiar in itself and cannot be
judged by the same rules of causes and effect as other things.
If you preach that to the farmers if you go to a farmer and
say "God is a sovereign,"
that is true; if you say "God
will give you crops only
when it pleases him and it is
no use for you to plow your
ground and plant your crops
in the spring," that is all
wrong, and if you preach
that doctrine and expect the
farmers to believe it, this
country will starve to death
in two years. The churches
have been preaching some
false doctrines and religion
has died out.
Some people think that
religion is a good deal like
a storm. They sit around
and fold their arms, and
that is what is the matter.
You sit in your pews so easy that you become mildewed.
Such results will be sure to follow if you are persuaded
that religion is something mysterious and has no natural
connection between the means and the end. It has a nat-
ural connection of common sense and I believe that when
divinely appointed means are used spiritual blessing will
accrue to the individuals and the community in greater
numbers than temporal blessings. You can have spiritual
blessings as regularly as the farmer can have corn, wheat,
'You SIT IN YOUR PEWS so EAST THAT
You BECOME MILDEWED"
An Army with Banners
The man who is right with God will not be wrong with anything that
is good. BILLY SUNDAY.
THE oldest problenA)f the Christian Church, and the
latest problem of democracy, is how to reach the
great mass of the people. Frequently the charge is
made that the Church merely skims the surface of society, and
that the great uncaring masses of the people lie untouched
beneath it. Commonly, a revival reaches only a short
distance outside the circumference of church circles. The
wonder and greatness of the Billy Sunday campaigns
consist in the fact that they reach to the uttermost rim of
a community, to its greatest height and its lowest depth.
There can be no question that he stirs a city as not even
the fiercest political campaign stirs it. Sunday touches life
on all levels, bringing his message to bear upon the society
woman in her parlor and the humblest day laborer in the
This does not come to pass by any mere chance. Organ-
ized activity achieves it. The method which produces the
greatest results is what is called the Delegation Idea, whereby
detachments of persons from various trades, callings and
organizations and communities attend in a body upon the
services of the Sunday Tabernacle.
By prearrangement, seats are reserved every night for
these visiting delegations. Sometimes there will be as many
as a dozen delegations present in one evening. As the
campaign progresses towards its conclusion real difficulty
is experienced hi finding open dates for all the delegations
that apply. At the outset, Mr. Sunday's assistants have
to "work up" these delegations. Later, the delegations
themselves besiege the workers.
A LIFE ENLISTMENT
Please God and see how it will delight your soul. If
you'll win a soul you will have a blessing that the average
church member knows nothing about. They are absolute
strangers to the higher Christian life. We need an aroused
church. An anxious church makes anxious sinners.
If all the Methodist preachers would each save a soul
a month there would be 460,000 souls saved in a year. If
all the Baptist preachers would each save a soul a month
there would be 426,000 souls saved in a year. If all the other
evangelical preachers would save a soul a month there would
be 1,425,000 souls
saved a year. Over
report of no
accessions on con-
fession of faith.
Christ said to preach
the gospel to all the
world and that
means every crea-
ture in the world.
Listen to this:
There are 13,000,000
young men in this
country between the
ages of sixteen and
thirty years; 12,000,000 are not members of any church,
Protestant or Catholic; 5,000,000 of them go to church
occasionally; 7,000,000 never darken a church door from one
year's end to another. They fill the saloons and the houses of
ill fame, the haunts of vice and corruption, and yet most
young men have been touched by some Sunday-school in-
fluences; but you don't win them for God and they go
into the world never won for God.
I want to tell you if you want to solve the problem for
the future get hold of the young men now. Get them for
" MY GOD, I'VE GOT Two BOYS DOWN THERE!
"GoD LIKES A LITTLE HUMOR, AS EVIDENCED BY THE FACT THAT HE
JIADE THE MONKEY, THE PARROT AND SOME OP You PEOPLE."
A Life Enlistment
When a man, after starting to be a Christian, looks back, it is only a
question of time until he goes back. BILLY SUNDAY.
PROFESSOR WILLIAM JAMES, the philosopher,
contended that there was a scientific value to the
stories of Christian conversions; that these properly
belonged among the data of religion, to be weighed by the
man of science. Harold Begbie's notable book, " Twice-
Born Men," was recognized by Professor James as a con-
tribution to the science of religion; for it was simply a
collection of the stories of men whose lives had been trans-
formed by the gospel which the Salvation Army had carried
to them. A whole library of such books as " Twice-Born
Men" could be written concerning the converts of Billy
Sunday. His converts not only "right-about-face" but
they keep inarching hi the new direction. Their enlistment
is for life.
This point is one of the most critical in the whole realm
of the discussion of revivals. Times without number it has
been charged that the converts of evangelists lose their
religion as quickly as they got it. A perfectly fair question
to ask concerning these Billy Sunday campaigns is, "Are
they temporary attacks of religious hysteria, mere efferves-
cent moods of spiritual exaltation, which are dissipated by
the first contact with life's realities?"
Here is opportunity for the acid test. Billy Sunday
has been conducting revival meetings long enough to
enable an investigator to go back over his trail and trace
his results. After years have passed, are there still evidences
of the presence and work of the evangelist? To this only
one answer can be made. The most skeptical and antag-
onistic person cannot fail to find hundreds and thousands
"A Good Soldier of Jesus Christ"
I'd rather undertake to save ten drunkards than one old financial Shy-
lock it would be easier. BILLY SUNDAY.
SYMPATHETIC observers comment in distressed
tones upon the physical exhaustion of Sunday after
every one of his addresses. He speaks with such
intensity and vigor that he is completely spent by every
effort. To one who does not know that he has worked at
this terrific pace for near a score of years it seems as if the
evangelist is on the verge of a complete collapse. He
certainly seems to speak "as a dying man to dying men."
The uttermost ounce of his energy is offered up to each
audience. Billy Sunday is an unsparing worker.
For a month or six weeks of every year he gives him-
self to rest. The remainder of the year he is under a strain
more intense than that of a great political campaign.
Even his Monday rest day, which is supposed to be devoted
to recuperation, is oftener than not given to holding special
meetings in some other city than the one wherein he is
campaigning. Speaking twice or oftener every day, to
audiences averaging many thousands, is a tax upon one's
nerve force and vitality beyond all computation. In addi-
tion to this, Sunday has his administrative work, with
its many perplexities and grave responsibilities.
Withal, the evangelist, like every other man pre-
eminent in his calling, suffers a great loneliness; he has
few intimates who can lead his mind apart from his work.
What says Kipling, in his "Song of Diego Valdez," the
lord high admiral of Spain, who pined hi vain for the com-
radeship of his old companions, but who, in the aloneness
of eminence, mourned his solitary state?
"They sold Diego Valdez
To bondage of great deeds.",
328 "A GOOD SOLDIER OF JESUS CHRIST"
Pittsburgh, Pa 533,905
Syracuse, N. Y 137,249
Columbus, Ohio 181,511
Trenton, N. J 96,815
Wilkes-Barre, Pa 67,105
Paterson, N. J 125,000
Johnstown, Pa 55,482
Des Moines 100,000
McKeesport, Pa 42,694
Omaha, Neb 124,069
Wheeling, W. Va 41,641
Springfield, Ohio . .
South Bend, Ind..
East Liverpool, Ohio 20,387
Beaver Falls, Pa 12,191
Youngstown, Ohio 79,066
Huntington, W. Va 31,161
Lima, Ohio 30,508
Canton, Ohio 50,217
Erie, Pa 66,525
Portsmouth, Ohio 23,481
Total for this group of cities 5,767,042 427,565
In 1904-5 Billy Sunday visited various cities of Illinois
where conversions ranged in numbers from 650 to 1,800; in
Iowa, where conversions ranged from 400 to 1,000; and in a
few other towns. In 1905-6 numerous campaigns in Illinois,
Iowa and Minnesota produced converts ranging from 550
to 2,400, the highest number being reached in Burlington,
Iowa. In 1906-7 the converts numbered over 12,000, with
a maximum of 3,000 in Kewanee, Illinois. In 1907-8 cam-
340 "A GOOD SOLDIER OF JESUS CHRIST "
sheep would do. He wants my body now when I'm alive
and not when I am dead and the undertaker is waiting to
carry it out to the cemetery. The day of that dispensation
is past, and now he wants you, a living sacrifice, a real
sacrifice. A traveling man who wants to make his wife a
present, and sits up all night hi the train instead of taking a
berth for three dollars and uses the three
dollars to buy a present for his wife,
makes a real sacrifice for her. There
never was a victory without sacrifice.
Socrates advanced the doctrine of immor-
tality and died with a cup of poisoned
hemlock. Jesus Christ paid with a crown
of thorns. Abraham Lincoln paid with a
bullet in his body. If you mean to give
yourself as a sacrifice to God, get out and
work for him. Ask men to come to him.
"A holy sacrifice." Some men shy
at that word "holy" like a horse at an
automobile. Holy vessels were set apart
for use in the worship of God. To be holy
is to be set apart for God's use that's all.
To be holy isn't to be long-faced and never
"Acceptable unto the Lord." If
that were true then this old desert would
blossom like Eden. If that were taken
as our watchword, what a stampede of
short yardsticks, shrunken measures,
light weights, adulterated foods, etc.,
there would be!
What a stopping of the hitting up of booze! There
would be no more living hi sin and keeping somebody on the
side, no more of you old deacons coming down the aisles
stroking your whiskers and renting your buildings for houses
of ill fame, and newspapers would stop carrying ads for
whisky and beer.
No MORE OP You
You have by this act of coining
forward publicly acknowledged
your faith in Jesus Christ as your
personal Saviour. No one could
possibly be more rejoiced that you
have done this, or be more anxious
for you to succeed and get the
most joy out of the Christian life,
than I. Therefore, I ask you to
read carefully this little tract.
Paste it in your Bible and read it
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WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A
"A Christian is any man, woman or child who comes
to God as a lost sinner, accepts the Lord Jesus Christ as
their personal Saviour, surrenders to Him as their Lord
and Master, confesses Him as such before the world, and
strives to please Him in everything day by day."
Have you come to God realizing that you are a lost sin-
ner? Have you accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as your
personal Saviour; that is, do you believe with all your heart
that God laid all your iniquity on Him? (Isa. 53:5-6) and
that He bore the penalty of your sins (I Peter 2 : ( 24) , and
that your sins are forgiven because Jesus died in your stead ?
Have you surrendered to Him as your Lord and
Master? That is, are you willing to do His will even
when it conflicts with your desire?
Have you confessed to Him as your Saviour and Master
before the world?
Is it your purpose to strive to please Him in every-
thing day by day?
If you can sincerely answer "YES" to the foregoing
questions, then you may know on the authority of God's
Word that you are NOW a child of God (John 1:12), that
you have NOW eternal life (John 3:36); that is to say, if
you have done your part (i. e., believe that Christ died in
your place, and receive Him as your Saviour and Master)
God has done HIS part and imparted to you His own
nature (II Peter 1:4).
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HOW TO MAKE A SUCCESS OF THE
Now that you are a child of God your growth depends
It is impossible for you to become a useful Chris-
tian unless you are willing to do the things which are
absolutely essential to your spiritual growth. To this end
the following suggestions will be found to be of vital im-
1. STUDY THE BIBLE: Set aside at least fifteen min-
utes a day for Bible Study. Let God talk to you
fifteen minutes a day through His Word. Talk to
God fifteen minutes a day in prayer. Talk for God
fifteen minutes a day.
"As new-born babes desire the sincere milk of
the Word, that ye may grow thereby." I Peter 2:2.
The word of God is food for the soul.
Commit to memory one verse of Scripture each day.
Join a Bible class. (Psa. 119:11.)
2. PRAY MUCH: Praying is talking to God. Talk to
Him about everything your perplexities, joys, sorrows,
sins, mistakes, friends, enemies.
"Be careful for nothing, but in everything by prayer
and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests
be made known unto God." Phil. 4:6.
3. WIN SOMEONE FOR CHRIST: For spiritual growth
you need not only food (Bible study) but exercise.
Work for Christ. The only work Christ ever set for
Christians is to win others.
"Go ye into all the world and preach the Gospel
to every creature." Mark 16:15.
"When I say unto the wicked, thou shalt surely
die; and thou givest him not warning, nor speakest
to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his
life; the same wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but
his blood will I require at thine hand." Ezek. 3:18.
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4. SHUN EVIL COMPANIONS: Avoid bad people, bad
books, bad thoughts. Read the First Psalm.
"Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbe-
lievers : for what fellowship hath righteousness with
unrighteousness, and what communion hath light with
darkness what part hath he that believeth with an
infidel wherefore come out from among them and
be ye separate, saith the Lord." II Cor. 6:14-17.
Try to win the wicked for God, but do not choose
them for your companions.
5. JOIN SOME CHURCH: Be taithful in your attend-
ance at the Sabbath and mid-week services.
" Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together,
as the manner of some is." Heb. 10:25.
Co-operate with your pastor. God has appointed
the pastor to be a shepherd over the church and you
should give him due reverence and seek to assist
him in his plans for the welfare of the church.
6. GIVE TO THE SUPPORT OF THE LORD'S WORK:
Give as the Lord hath prospered you. I Cor. 16:2.
"Give not grudgingly or of necessity, for God
loveth a cheerful giver." I Cor. 9:7.
7. DO NOT BECOME DISCOURAGED: Expect tempta-
tions, discouragement and persecution; the Chris-
tian life is warfare.
"Yea and all who will live godly in Christ Jesus
shall suffer persecution." II Tim. 3:12.
The eternal God is thy refuge. We have the promises
that all things, even strange and hard unaccountable obsta-
cles, work together for our good. Many of God's brightest
saints were once as weak as you are, passed through dark
tunnels and the hottest fire, and yet their lives were enriched
by their experiences, and the world made better because of
their having lived in it.
Read of ten the following passages of Scripture: Romans
8:18; Jamesl:12; I Corinthians 10:13.
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A Wonderful Day at a Great University
The higher you climb the plainer you are seen. BILLY SUNDAY.
BILLY SUNDAY has had many great days in his
life mountain-top experiences of triumphant service;
exalted occasions when it would seem that the
climax of his ministry had been reached. Doubtless,
though, the greatest day of his crowded life was the
thirtieth of March, 1914, which he spent with the students
of the University of Pennsylvania at Philadelphia.
The interest not alone of a great university but also of
a great city was concentrated upon him on this occasion.
An imposing group of discriminating folk took the oppor-
tunity to judge the much discussed evangelist and his
work. In this respect, the day may be said to have proved
a turning point in the public career of the evangelist. It
silenced much of the widespread criticism which had been
directed toward him up to this time; and it won for him
the encomiums of a host of intellectual leaders.
What Sunday's own impressions of that day were may
be understood from the prayer he offered at the close of the
Oh, Jesus, isn't this a fine bunch? Did you ever look
down on a finer crowd? I don't believe there is a mother
who is any prouder of this lot of boys than I am tonight.
I have never preached to a more appreciative crowd, and if
I never preach another sermon, I am willing to go home to
glory tonight, knowing that I have helped save the boys at
the University of Pennsylvania. Help them to put aside
temptations, and to follow in the paths in which Doctor
Smith is trying to guide their feet.
Back of the visit of the evangelist to the University
lies a story, and a great principle. The latter is that mate-
356 AT A GREAT UNIVERSITY
Mr. Sunday awoke in me a realization of my evil
practices and sins so forcefully that I am going to make a
determined effort to give them up and to make amends
for the past. From my many conversations with fellow-
students I find that this is what Mr. Sunday did. If he did
not directly cause the student to come forward and take a
stand, every student at least was aroused to think about this
all-important question in a light that he had not seriously
considered it in before. The undergraduate body, as a
whole, is glad that Mr, Sunday came to Philadelphia.
A Christian worker Jrom the Law School gave his
opinion as follows:
I have been connected with the University of Pennsyl-
vania for six years, and for the greater part of this time have
been in close touch with the work of the Christian Associa-
tion. The influence of the Association seems to be increasing
constantly, but Billy Sunday accomplished hi one day what
the Association would be proud to have accomplished hi one
year. To my mind, Mr. Sunday's visit marks the beginning
of a new epoch the Renaissance of religious work of the
That is the sort of thing that occupied pages of the
official publication of the University, following the evan-
gelists visit. This day's work attracted the attention not
only of Philadelphia newspapers, but the religious press
throughout the country quite generally commented upon it.
Dr. Mosley H. Williams graphically reviewed it in the
The University of Pennsylvania, founded by Benjamin
Franklin in 1749, is the fourth in age of American universi-
ties, antedated only by Harvard, Yale, and Princeton by one
year. It is located in a city of a million and three-quarters
people. It now enrolls 6,632 students, representing every
state hi the Union, and fifty-nine foreign countries. There
are 250 from Europe and Asia, and 150 from Lathi America;
so that in the cosmopolitanism of its make-up, probably no
BILLY SUNDAY AND HIS FAMILY AT HOME, MOUNT HOOD S WINONA
The Christian's Daily Helper
Too much of the work of the Church today is like a squirrel in
lots of activity, but no progress. BILLY SUNDAY.
IN the course of one of his campaigns, Sunday sweeps
the arc of the great Christian doctrines. While he
stresses ever and again the practical duties of the
Christian life, yet he makes clear that the reliance of the
Christian for all that he hopes to attain hi character and in
service is upon the promised Helper sent by our Lord, the
ever-present Holy Spirit. One of the evangelist's greatest
sermons is upon this theme, and no transcript of his essential
message would be complete without it.
"THE HOLY SPIRIT"
The personality, the divinity and the attributes of the
Holy Ghost afford one of the most inspiring, one of the most
beneficial examples in our spiritual life. We are told that
when the Holy Spirit came at Pentecost, he came as the
rushing of a mighty wind and overurging expectancy.
When Jesus was baptized in the River Jordan, of John, out
from the expanse of heaven was seen to float the Spirit of
God like a snowflake, and they heard a sound as of whirring
wings, and the Holy Spirit hi the form of a dove hovered
over the dripping locks of Christ. Neither your eyes nor
mine will ever behold such a scene; neither will our ears
ever hear such a sound again. You cannot dissect or
weigh the Holy Spirit, nor analyze him as a chemist may
analyze material matter hi his laboratory, but we can all
feel the pulsing of the breath of his eternal love.
The Holy Spirit is a personality; as much a personality
as Christ, or you or I. "Howbeit, when he, the Spirit of
truth, is come^he will guide you into all truth: for he shall
368 THE CHRISTIAN'S DAILY HELPER
The man sank into a chair and covered his eyes for a
while. Then he got up and said, "I'll do it." He took a
Chesapeake and Ohio train and went to Philadelphia, and
went to a great merchant prince in whose employ he had
been, and told his story. The merchant prince shut and
locked the door. "Let us pray," he said. They knelt
together, the great merchant's arm about his visitor; and
when they got up
the great merchant
said: "Go hi peace.
God bless you."
On the next
Sunday the man
who had confessed
took the Bible on
his knee as he sat
before his class and
said to them :
"Young men, I
often wondered why
I couldn't win any
of you to Christ.
My life was wrong,
and I've repented
and made it right."
That man won his
entire class for Christ, and they joined Dr. McKibben's
church at Walnut Hills, Cincinnati, Ohio.
If you would get right with God what would be the
result? Why, you would save your city.
The Fame of a Christian
Some time ago the funeral of a famous woman was held
in London. Edward, who was king then, came with his
consort, Alexandra, to look upon her face, and dukes and
duchesses and members of the nobility came. Then the
doors were opened and the populace came in by thousands.
I'VE WALKED SIXTY MILES TO LOOK UPON
HER FACE AGAIN"
HA! HA! OLD SKEPTIC, I'VE GOT You BEAT."
A Victorious Sermon
If you fall into sin and you're a sheep you'll get out; if you're a hog
you'll stay there, just like a sheep and a hog when they fall into the mud.
ON the walls of Sir Walter Scott's home at Abbotts-
ford hangs the claymore of the redoubtable Rob
Roy, one of the most interesting objects in that
absorbing library of the great novelist. A peculiar inter-
est attaches to the instruments of great achievement, as
the scimitar of Saladin, or the sword of Richard the Lion-
Hearted, or the rifle of Daniel Boone. Something of this
same sort of interest clings to a particular form of words that
has wrought wondrously. Apart altogether from its con-
tents, Sunday's sermon on "The Unpardonable Sin" is of
peculiar interest to the reader. This is the message that
has penetrated through the indifference and skepticism and
self -righteousness and shameless sin of thousands of men and
women. Many thousands of persons have, under the impulse
of these words, abandoned their old lives and crowded for-
ward up the sawdust trail to grasp the preacher's hand, as
a sign that they would henceforth serve the Lord Christ.
"The Unpardonable Sin" is a good sample of Sunday's
sermons. It shows the character of the man's mind, and
that quality of sound reasonableness which we call "com^
mon sense." There are no excesses, no abnormalities, no
wrenchings of Scripture in this terrific utterance.
"THE UNPARDONABLE SIN"
"Wherefore I say unto you, All manner of sin and
blasphemy shall be forgiven unto men: but the blas-
phemy against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven unto
What have you found by trusting in the finished work
of Jesus Christ?
It is said of Napoleon that one day he was riding in
review before his troops, when the horse upon which he sat
became unmanageable, seized the bit in his teeth, dashed down
the road and the life of the famous warrior was in danger.
A private, at the risk of his life, leaped out and seized the
while Napoleon, out
of gratitude, raised
in the stirrups, sa-
luted and said,
" Thank you, cap-
tain." The man
said, " Captain of
what, sir?" "Cap-
tain of my Life
Guards, sir," said
The man step-
ped over to where
the Life Guards
were in consultation
back into the ranks.
He refused to go and issued orders to the officer by saying,
"I am Captain of the Guards." Thinking him insane, they
ordered his arrest and were dragging him away, when Napo-
leon rode up and the man said, "I am Captain of the Guards
because the Emperor said so." And Napoleon arose and said,
"Yes, Captain of my Life Guards. Loose him, sir; loose
I am a Christian because God says so, and I did what he
told me to do, and I stand on God's Word and if that book
goes down, I'll go down with it. If God goes down, I'll go
"CAPTAIN OF MY LIFE GUARDS, SIR"
I tell you a lot of people are going to be fooled on the Day of Judgment.
ONLY a man to whom has been given eloquence and
a dramatic instinct can drive home to the average
mind the realities of eternity and its relation to
right living in this world and time. Under the title "What
Shall the End Be?" Sunday has widely circulated his
message upon this theme:
"WHAT SHALL THE END BE?"
No book ever came by luck or chance. Every book
owes its existence to some being or beings, and within the
range and scope of human intelligence there are but three
things good, bad and God. All that originates in intellect;
all which the intellect can comprehend, must come from one
of the three. This book, the Bible, could not possibly be
the product of evil, wicked, godless, corrupt, vile men, for
it pronounces the heaviest penalties against sin. Like
produces like, and if bad men were writing the Bible they
never would have pronounced condemnation and punish-
ment against wrong-doing. So that is pushed aside.
The holy men of old, we are told, spake as they were
moved by the Holy Ghost. Men do not attribute these
beautiful and matchless and well-arranged sentences to
human intelligence alone, but we are told that men spake
as they were inspired by the Holy Ghost.
The only being left, to whom you, or I or any sensible
person could ascribe the origin of the Bible, is God, for here
is a book, the excellence of which rises above other books,
like mountains above molehills a book whose brilliancy
and life-giving power exceed the accumulated knowledge
OUR LONG HOME
Rewards of Merit
When I was a little boy out in Iowa, at the end of the
term of school it was customary for the teachers to give
us little cards, with a hand in one corner holding a scroll,
and hi that scroll was a place to write the name: "Willie
Sunday, good boy." Willie Sunday never got hump-
shouldered lugging them home, I
can tell you. I never carried off
the champion long-distance belt for
verse-quoting, either. If you ever
saw an American kid, I was one.
I feel sorry for the little Lord
Fauntleroy boys with long curly
hair and white stockings. Yank 'em
off and let them go barefoot.
A friend of mine told me he was
one time being driven along the
banks of the Hudson and they went
past a beautiful farm, and there
sitting on the fence in front of a
tree, in which was fastened a mirror
about twelve inches square, sat a
bird of paradise that was looking
into the mirror, adjusting his plum-
age and admiring himself, and the
farmer who had driven my friends
"I FEEL SORRY FOR THE LIT- out said that every time he passed
'w^t^TnLT those birds were doing that.
AND WHITE STOCKINGS" I thought, "Well, that re-
minds me of a whole lot of fools
I'm fortunate enough to meet everywhere. They sit
before the mirror of culture, and their mirror of money,
and their mirror of superior education and attain-
ments; they are married into some old families. What
does God care about that?" I suppose some of
you spent a whole lot of money to plant a family
tree, but I warrant you keep to the back the limbs
Our Long Home
Don't let God hang a "For Rent" sign on the mansion that has been!
prepared for you in heaven. BILLY SUNDAY.
VIVID, literal and comforting, is Sunday's portrayal
of the Christian's long home. He is one of the
few preachers who depict heaven so that it minis-
ters to earth. Countless thousands of Christians have
been comforted by his realistic pictures of "the land that is
fairer than day."
What do I want most of all? A man in Chicago said
to me one day, "If I could have all I wanted of any one thing
I would take money." He would be a fool, and so would
you if you would make a similar choice. There's lots of
things money can't do. Money can't buy life; money can't
buy health. Andrew Carnegie says, "Anyone who can
assure men ten years of life can name his price."
If you should meet with an accident which would
require a surgical operation or your life would be despaired
of, there is not a man here but would gladly part with
all the money he has if that would give him the assurance
that he could live twelve months longer.
If you had all the money in the world you couldn't
go to the graveyard and put those loved ones back in your
arms and have them sit once more in the family circle and
hear their voices and listen to their prattle.
A steamer tied up at her wharf, having just returned
from an expedition, and as the people walked down the plank
their friends met them to congratulate them on their success
or encourage them through their defeat. Down came a
man I used to know in Fargo, -S. D. Friends rushed
Glorying in the Cross
It's Jesus Christ or nothing. BILLY SUNDAY.
PAULINE in more than one characteristic is Billy
Sunday. But in none so much as hi his devotion to
the cross of Jesus Christ. His life motto may well
be Paul's, "I am resolved to know nothing among you, save
Jesus Christ and him crucified." His preaching is entirely
founded on the message that "the blood of Jesus Christ
cleanseth us from all sin." There are no modern theories of
the atonement in his utterances. To the learned of the
world, as to the Greeks of old, the Cross may seem foolish-
ness, but Sunday knows and preaches it as the power of
God unto salvation. As his closing and most characteristic
message to the readers of this book we commend his sermon
on "Christ and him crucified."
"For if the blood of bulls and of goats and the ashes of
an heifer sprinkling the unclean, sanctifieth to the purifying
of the flesh" Paul argued hi his letter to the Hebrews
"how much more shall the blood of Christ, who through
the eternal Spirit offered himself without spot to God,
purge your conscience from dead works to serve the living
No more of this turtle-dove business, no more offering
the blood of bullocks and heifers to cleanse from sin.
The atoning blood of Jesus Christ that is the thing
about which all else centers. I believe that more logical,
illogical, idiotic, religious and irreligious arguments have
been fought over this than all others. Now and then when
a man gets a new idea of it he goes out and starts a new
denomination. He has a perfect right to do this under
GLORYING IN THE CROSS
aren't worth anything. But as long as the blood is on the
mercy seat the sinner can return, and by no other way.
There is nothing else. It stands for the redemption. You
are not redeemed by silver or gold, but by the blood of Jesus
Christ. Though a man says to read good books, do good
deeds, live a good life and you'll be saved, you'll be damned.
That's what you will. All the books in the world won't
keep you out of hell without the atoning blood of Jesus
Christ. It's Jesus Christ
or nothing for every shiner
on God's earth.
Without it not a sinner
will ever be saved. Jesus
has paid for your sins with
Ms blood. The doctrine of
universal salvation is a lie.
I wish every one would be
saved, but they won't. You
will never be saved if you
reject the blood.
I remember when I was
in the Y. M. C. A. in Chi-
cago I was going down
Madison Street and had
just crossed Dearborn
Street when I saw a newsboy with a young sparrow in his
hand. I said: " Let that little bird go."
He said, "Aw, g'wan with you, you big mutt."
I said, "I'll give you a penny for it," and he answered,
"Not on your tintype."
"I'll give you a nickel for it," and he answered, "Boss,
I'm from Missouri; come across with the dough."
I offered it to him, but he said, "Give it to that guy
there," and I gave it to the boy he indicated and took the
I held it for a moment and then it fluttered and strug-
gled and finally reached the window ledge in a second story
BOBS, WHY Dm^T Yon CHUCK
THAT NICKEL IN THE SEWER?"
430 GLORYING IN THE CROSS
across the street. And other birds fluttered around over my
head and seemed to say hi bird language, "Thank you, Bill."
The kid looked at me hi wonder and said: "Say, boss,
why didn't you chuck that nickel hi the sewer?"
I told him that he was just like that bird. He was in
the grip of the devil, and the devil was too strong for him
just as he was too strong for the sparrow, and just as I could
do with the sparrow what I wanted to after I had paid for it
because it was mine. God paid a price for him far greater
than I had for the sparrow, for he had paid it with the blood
of his Son and he wanted to set him free.
No Argument Against Sin
So, my friend, if I had paid for some property from you
with a price, I could command you, and if you wouldn't
give it to me I could go into court and make you yield. Why
do you want to be a sinner and refuse to yield? You are
withholding from God what he paid for on the cross. When
you refuse you are not giving God a square deal.
I'll tell you another. It stands for God's hatred of sin.
Sin is something you can't deny. You can't argue against
sin. A skilful man can frame an argument against the
validity of religion, but he can't frame an argument against
sin. I'll tell you something that may surprise you. If I
hadn't had four years of instruction hi the Bible from Gene-
sis to Revelation, before I saw Bob Ingersoll's book, and I
don't want to take any credit from that big intelligent brain
of his, I would be preaching infidelity instead of Christian-
ity. Thank the Lord I saw the Bible first. I have taken
his lectures and placed them by the side of the Bible, and
said, "You didn't say it from your knowledge of the Bible."
And I have never considered him honest, for he could not
have been so wise hi other things and such a fool about
the plan of redemption. So I say I don't think he was en-
But you can't argue against the existence of sin, simply
because it is an open fact, the word of God. You can
WHAT "BILLY" SUNDAY HAS TO SAY ON
THE THEATRE, CARD PLAYING, AND DANCING
The following specimen pages are from the chapter on Amusements;
which alone is worth the price of the book to every father and mother
who has the interest of his or her child at heart.
This chapter comprises 20 pages and includes Mr. Sunday's famous
sermon on Amusements, which has never before been printed in book
form. Mr. Sunday emphasizes the fact that
THE GOSPEL IS THE ONLY CURE FOR PRESENT-DAY EVILS
Mr. Sunday vividly portrays the fact that social evils would be
immeasurably lessened if the churches and the people would heed the
danger that lies in the theatre, in cards, and the dance, and emphasizes
that strict adherence to the Gospel of Jesus Christ will dp more to
combat and lessen these evils than any other force. His message
sweetens life and promotes a most wholesome, friendly, and cheerful
state of mind on the part of those whom he influences.
GOD'S INSTRUMENT IN COMBATING THE EVILS OF OUR DAY
Billy Sunday brings religion to earth as an essential part of every
man's life. There is nothing abnormal or hysterical, or artificial about
his message. His biting, blistering, blasting condemnation of sin is
exercising a nation-wide influence on our political, social and religious
life. Whole communities are changed by it for a cleaner, healthier,
The Amusement chapter will appear in all styles of "BILLY SUNDAY:
THE MAN AND HIS MESSAGE" selling at $1.50 or higher. THIS CHAP-
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The Amusement Question
The church gives people what they need; the theater gives them what
they want. BILLY SUNDAY.
ONE of the sensations of a Billy Sunday campaign is
his sermon, " Amusements." Usually it has to be
repeated more than once. It almost equals the
" Booze" sermon in popularity.
In this, as in many other sermons, the evangelist dares
to run directly counter to the drift of the times. It is
generally agreed that the practice of what is called " doubtful
amusements" is on the increase among church members.
Some denominations which have prohibited dancing, card-
playing and theater-going, have either removed the restric-
tion or have retained it only by a narrow margin of votes in
their highest courts.
All this matters not one whit to Sunday. And he
certainly has given thorough-going attention to the subject.
But to the sermon itself:
I suppose some may wince at the plainness with which
I speak, but remember it costs me severe pangs of regret to
be compelled to do it. If the ingenious skill of the devil
is to be defeated there is but one of two alternatives open
to the man who assaults the most hell-soaked institution
with grit and courage. He can consume his energy and tune
in talking about the minor usages of the possible limits one
might go, or he can peel the bark away and show the thing
full of worm-holes and run the risk of losing his reputation
I want to say that I have wilfully and deliberately, and
434 THE AMUSEMENT QUESTION
with malice aforethought, chosen the latter course. I don't
care a rap what you think about it before I begin, or after I
am through. I have no apology to make.
I have a message that burns its way into your soul, and
into my heart. My words may be strong, and if they are
you must remember they are blood-red with conviction.
With a cry of lost souls ringing in my ears, I cannot remain
still. I must cry out.
If I can save one from going to hell, I consider myself
well paid for all the vituperation and malediction that you
can hurl against me because I rubbed it into your pet sins.
Judged in the court of human desires, I might be condemned
by everybody that wants to do it, but judged in the court of
human conscience, I will receive a universal verdict.
We always associate in our minds certain amusements
the theater, cards, and the dance. While some will justify
one, others will condemn it. Some who play cards will seek
to justify that and condemn the theater, and those who go to
the theater may condemn the cards.
The Case of the Theater
In my opinion, the theater is of such doubtful character
that it has been relegated to the class of forbidden amuse-
ments. You know that the theater had its beginning in the
church, and was intended to be the handmaid of religion.
It produced so much fuss and trouble that they were com-
pelled to drop it. Unless the theater is redeemed it will
fall by its own stinking rottenness. The devil employs all
kinds of engines in scattering seeds of evil through this old
world, and if I can only pump into you enough common sense
to keep you away from the theater and card-playing and the
dance, I will have no kick coming.
I want it distinctly understood that my scrap is not
with the theater as an institution. I fight the saloon as an
institution, but not the theater. What I am against, ham-
mer and tongs, are the things that the theater stands for,
and the rot and filth and rubbish and trash that are spewed
442 THE AMUSEMENT QUESTION
I don't care whether you play cards for a cream pitcher
or for a gold piece, you're a blackleg gambler just the same.
Boys flip pennies on the street and the cops pinch them.
Yet you'd be just as much a haul for the police as though they
backed the patrol wagon up in front of a gambling den
instead of your home.
You say, "It will never get me." All right; but it will
get others. So you ought to refrain from gambling for the
sake of other people whom your example might lead astray.
I haven't had a pack of cards in my hands for over thirty
Now, I'm not trying to cram anything down your
throats. I am appealing to your sense of reason and decency,
and if you are not man or woman enough to listen I guess
God Almighty doesn't need you.
If this world was made up of only one family I probably
would not need to preach this sermon. But, fortunately
or unfortunately, we are made up of many families. If
you are lax in the care of your children it makes it harder for
me to take care of mine. If you don't care whether your
children go to the devil, and I do care, you make it that
much harder for me to keep my children right.
Dances, Old and New
There was a time in America when the stately cotillion
seemed to satisfy America, but it is too slow for the hot blood
of the twentieth century. They must have something that
will chase hurdles through their veins. There is nothing
that is so insipid for the devotee of the waltz as to dance a
I am asked to give a reason to the unsaved, why they
should not do it. The Church of God forbids. The greatest
and the most spiritual churches forbid it, and are against
it Catholic, Presbyterian, Congregational, the United
Brethren and the Christians are all against it. The Metho-
dist Church was raised up for the very purpose of counter-
acting the dance in the church. If you're bound to dance,
then get a divorce from Jesus Christ.
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